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wants to be his Svengali.”
    “So it’s going to be that kind of marriage?” Cassie asked. Her father had a marriage like that. It worked for him and Cassie’s stepmother. It worked for a lot of people.  
    Not her. If she wasn’t madly, wildly in love with Luke, why bother?
    “It’s not only business,” Rose said. “Olivia’s very possessive. And my grandson is very handsome.”
    Bridget shifted on the sofa. “Yes, he is. He’s so...” She stopped, shaking her head.
    “So what?” Rose asked.
    Cassie was wishing more and more for a cup of coffee. “Hot. He’s hot.”
    Rose put her hand over her mouth and giggled. Floating five feet above Rose, a girl who looked to be about eleven giggled, too.
    Cassie glanced up. As soon as she had a moment, she and the girl needed to have a long talk.
    The dull flush of a toilet came from the bathroom next to the suite’s bedroom. By now Luke was probably running water for his shower.
    She stood, restless. Grumpy. Sorry she wasn’t showering with him. “I’m making coffee. You want some?”
    Bridget followed her into the kitchenette while Rose and the ghost remained in the seating area. Cassie got the coffee maker ready and Bridget leaned against the counter.
    “I don’t think Donovan is a bad man,” Bridget said. “He talked to us after you left yesterday. He really wants to do what’s best for Rose.”
    “As long as he doesn’t have to take care of her.” Cassie pressed the red On button and the machine’s little motor hummed to life.
    Bridget’s face flushed. “I can see his point of view. He thinks the assisted living place is good for her. A nice place. Where she can talk to real people, not ghosts. That’s why he wants her to leave.”
    “Do you think he’s right?” Cassie leaned against the other counter, crossing her arms as the first drop of coffee spat into the pot.
    “Absolutely not. The ghost keeps Rose...happy.” Bridget gazed down at the floor, then up at Cassie. “Now you’ll think I’m crazy.”
    “I talk to ghosts for a living. You can’t get much crazier than that.”
    Bridget smiled sadly. “She says the ghost loves her. And she loves him.”
    As Cassie looked into Bridget’s dark brown eyes, she thought of Joe, her best friend who happened to be a ghost. Since her marriage to Luke, she’d only seen him a couple of times. She missed him.
    “What does she want me to do? It sounds like Donovan’s mind is made up.”
    “Talk to Herb.” Rose walked into the kitchenette. “ My ghost. Talk to him.”  
    The coffee maker dripped steadily now. “It’s not the ghost who’s the problem,” Cassie said. “It’s the live people.”
    Rose stared into her eyes and spoke in a fierce, husky whisper. “Find something that will make Donny believe .”
    A chill shivered through Cassie. It wasn’t the ghost Rose wanted validated. It was their love she wanted recognized and approved of. She wanted to do anything in order to stay with him.
    Words dragged out of Cassie’s mouth. “I’ll try.”
    Squealing like a girl, Rose headed over to her and hugged her.
    Cassie inhaled, smelling a faded flowery cologne and wondering how to make a nonbeliever believe?
    In the Bible there was always a miracle to convert nonbelievers.
    But she didn’t think God or an angel or even a genie was going to grant Rose this one.  
    Still beaming, Rose stepped back. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” She put both hands over her heart. “This means the world to me.”
    The throbbing in Cassie’s right eye worsened, as if tiny elves were using her cornea as a drum.
    There was only one way to make this miracle.
    She’d have to stage one.

 
    Chapter 5
     
    “Too complicated,” Luke said, walking next to her on the path around Lake Michigan, along with what seemed like half of Chicago. In their shorts and T-shirts, no one noticed that a former rock god was among the crowd.
    She wanted to tell him that he was negative and it was driving her nuts. It