Ghost Tamer by Meredith R. Lyons

Author:Meredith R. Lyons [Lyons, Meredith R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CamCat Publishing

@CleverBoi89 Look, I told you ghosts were real!

*crying laughing emoji* Someone rigged a buncha shit to fly at that poor girl! She gonna need so much therapy!

I swiped the app shut, my breath coming quick and fast. “Fuck, if Mom sees this—” I opened my text message app and started a text to Dylan, telling him I hadn’t agreed to this. Then stopped, deleted the text, and composed a reply to the email. “Emails are legal documents,” I narrated as my fingers flew over my screen, my voice still breathy and high. “I . . . did not . . . agree . . . to my likeness . . .”

Julian’s eyes narrowed, eyebrows dropping lower. “Tell him he’s about to see what it feels like to be a haunted person if he doesn’t take that shit down.”

I smiled despite myself. “Yeah, I’ll just say my ghost brother will beat him—” I gasped and looked up from my phone. “She knew! Lovonia!”

“Oh.” Jules blinked. “I guess so. I told you she was amazing.”

I glared. Little flames wrapped around my breastbone. “Seems like she could be less cryptic sometimes and save us a shitload of trouble.” I finished the email, then read it over for spelling errors.

He furrowed his brow and examined his shoes for a moment. “I dunno.” He glanced up. “I feel like she lets us find out things on our own intentionally.”

“Does she hang out with any other ghosts?” I asked, an idea sparking. “Maybe she’s been talking about you and that’s how the Jimani—”

“Stop it.” He predictably defended his darling Lovonia. “She’s not a gossip. I hardly think she’d tell any other spirits my name if she wouldn’t tell us.”

I grunted, not convinced. We’d only known her a few days, so how did Julian know she wasn’t a gossip? I sent my terse email and glowered at the passing cornfields for a few minutes.

Jules pulled out the end of my shoelace. We were trying to practice in discreet ways as often as possible. “Do you have to work tonight?”

“Oh, shit, yeah. Will you come along?” I fully untied my shoe, then put my foot up on the chair for him to retie.

“Hell yeah. I’m not leaving you alone again if I don’t have to. Until we get this Jimani shit resolved.” He effortlessly retied my shoe. Now the other one felt loose.

“Good.” I held up my other foot. He untied it.

“Just don’t get trashed and throw me out again.” He retied my shoe with a double knot.

I looked into his blue eyes, peeking out from beneath his messy, messy hair. The corner of my mouth twitched. “I make no promises.”

One side of his mouth curved upward. “Jagoff.”

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