Trying to Live With the Dead (The Veil Diaries #1)

by B.L. Brunnemer

When dinner was over, the boys cleaned up while Rory pulled me aside. “Nosebleed, fill me in.” It was clear he wasn’t kidding. We were in the corner of the dining room, and the guys were cleaning up in the kitchen. “It was on my way to Art class,” I began, whispering, crossing my arms over my chest. “There’s a really pissed off girl along that path. From the looks of it, she’s from the 60s. She was probably stabbed in the chest, maybe the lung.” I kept it short and to the point. I didn’t want the guys to overhear us. Speaking of the guys, I looked over Rory’s shoulder to see them all cleaning up. However, Miles kept sneaking glances our way. “Do you need to go back tonight and deal with her?” I looked back to Rory. I shook my head immediately. “Some ghosts want help, others want to cause as much suffering as they can. She’s the latter.” Rory sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll try to find another way to that class tomorrow,” I said. “I’ll avoid her, it should be fine.” “If you say so,” he agreed. “But if it gets worse let me know.” I nodded. A quick check-in was all Rory wanted. That I could handle. Rory turned and walked to the kitchen. “Anyone see the football game yesterday?” he asked. Everyone shook their heads except Asher. “Come on, I’ve got it recorded.”