Every day usually starts out the same for me. A little snuggle time with my pups, and maybe my husband if he’s not already out of bed, a cup of coffee, and a chat with my dead mother. Of course, one in which she participates.
Because I can see dead people.
The rest of the day is always a surprise.
This time though, my first ghostly interaction of the day wasn’t with my mom. It was with my best friend’s ex-husband.
Seems the guy who cheated on my bestie and knocked up the woman in the process has met his fate.
And now, he wants me to help him cross over.
Yup, you read that right. The guy who cheated on my best friend wants me to help him get to his spot in eternity. He thinks that’s heaven, but I’m not so sure. And honestly if I had my choice, he’d be going down, not up. He’s lucky I don’t get a choice.
Can you believe the nerve of this guy?
It gets worse. The cheater didn’t die naturally, and for him to cross over, I’ve got to find his killer. But to do that, I need my best friend’s help.
That’s not going to go over well.