“Sometimes, I spoke to Anna anyway, and this helped a little.” “Do you mean like a ghost?” His grandmother was the least likely person in the world to see ghosts. “Sam, don’t be ridiculous. There are no ghosts.” “Okay, so you spoke to her. She was definitely not a ghost. Did she ever reply?” Bong Cha narrowed her eyes at Sam, deciding if her grandson was trying to trick her into appearing foolish. “Yes, in my mind, she did. I knew your mother so well I could play her part. The same with my own mother and my grandmother and my childhood best friend, Euna, who drowned in the lake by her cousin’s
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