“Does this woman have other kids?” “She had a son, but he died.” “Husband?” “She’s had two. Both left her, one by getting legally declared dead.” She removes a hand to take another sip of wine. “So, if something terrible did happen to her daughter, what does she have to live for?” In that moment, a ghost walks straight through Bobby. It’s perfectly sized to his body and touches every inch of him from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet before exiting through his chest. “I don’t have an answer for that,” he tells Carmen.
