~ Truth is the nucleus to which all philosophies circulate. ~Crowded in the corner was a huddle of ghosts. They seemed to be watching his every move. Puck got up from the couch to shoo them on.
“Stop! what are you doing?”
“A little house-cleaning - you seem to have some unwanted guests.” Puck said well pleased with himself.
Eve objected. “I don’t know what you think you are doing here, but they are my friends. The only unwanted visitor is you.”
She instantly felt she had gone a bit far in saying this, but he had startled her. By all appearances this ghost had got a little taller, and somewhat bossy.
The group in the corner moved in a little closer. Needles was amongst them. There was a collection of great aunts and uncles, and a few unrelated spirits, who Eve had recently met during readings.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series
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