“What do the ghosts say?” she asked. “What do they think about?” I smiled. Flora wanted something I could give her. “Ghosts usually stay with those they were closest to in life,” I said. “And do ghosts know things . . . like people’s secrets?” “I believe they tell me what they perceive to be true.” I found Flora’s particular question interesting. But as Maman used to say, grief never leaves the soul.
