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you find out about the world’s most boring woman?”
    Anna’s eyes took on an excited gleam. “Your folks are loaded. When your dad died, he left a good chunk of money for you and Nancy. Then she married Roger, who was a movie producer or composer or something like that. He’s retired now, but he’s got a pretty nice nest egg saved back.”
    “So all of this,” Micah swept her arm up and around to include the entire house. “Was given to me by Roger and Nancy?”
    “Most of it. The car in the garage is something you bought on your own though.”
    “It’s probably a hand-me-down minivan.”
    Anna's brows quirked. "It’s not a kid hauler."
    Micah closed her eyes then let her head fall back onto the cushions. “This chick dresses like someone’s weird aunt. I’m almost afraid to see what she’s got in the garage.”
    Anna leaned closer and grinned. Her ghostly fingers tapped at Micah's knee, though all she felt was a goosepimply chill. “Actually, it’s a Mini Cooper.”
    “No shit?” Micah jumped up and ran to the garage with Anna hot on her heels. Sure enough, the car sat nestled amongst boxes and plastic storage tubs. Running her fingers over the spoiler, she said, “Let’s go for a ride.”
    Within fifteen minutes, they were headed toward the outlet mall. “What about friends? Brothers, sisters?”
    Anna leaned back to gaze at the star blotted sky as it blurred past. “Nope. No siblings. You’re Nancy’s only child. Roger has an estranged kid, but he lives on the east coast somewhere. He has nothing to do with them or you.”
    “Boyfriend?” Oh boy, that could troublesome if some dude showed up. On the other hand, if he was a hunk—gah, who was she kidding? Micah was about as exciting as dried oatmeal. Any guy interested in her would have to be equally so. She envisioned a fat, pimply, mouth breather who still lived in his parent’s basement and laughed.
    “Nope. As far as I can tell, you’re unattached." Anna frowned, seemingly confused by her laughter. 
    The rest of the evening was spent walking through stores and maxing out the plastic. Surprisingly, they had fun. It proved a bit difficult talking to Anna without looking like a complete lunatic, but somehow she made it work. Sometime between stowing the packages in the car and getting her hair cut and dyed, Anna dropped a bomb in Micah’s lap.
    “I forgot to tell you something , and it’s kind of important. Don’t be mad, okay?” Anna bit her lower lip as her image flickered, threatening to disappear altogether. “One of the Reapers suspects someone came back.”
    “What does that mean?” How could she forget to mention something that sounded so ominous? Instead of filling her head with insubstantial bits of information like whether or not Micah had a significant other or a loaded step-father, Anna could have told her the Reapers were hunting her like a rabid dog. “I didn’t mean to take this body! Can’t you talk to them, explain that it was an accident?”
    “No way! Reapers scare the crap out of me.” Anna glanced over her shoulder like one might be sneaking up on them at that very moment.
    Micah did the same, even though she had no idea what she was looking for. “What can I do?”
    “Fit in. Own this body like you were born in it. If they even suspect for a minute…”
    She envisioned a wraith-like specter covered in moldy rags and shuddered. “What do they look like? How will I know if I see one?
    “They have a scythe.” Anna flickered then disappeared completely.
     

Chapter Three
     
    The next morning, Micah followed the address on a business card with her name on it. It led her to a swank office close to the downtown area. A sign above the door read: Harmon Real Estate.
    When she entered the office, the secretary didn’t even look up. Instead, she pushed hair that was a funky hue of orange-red off her forehead and glowered. She dropped a pen into a drawer then slammed it shut. Her nameplate, boasting Karla in