My Boss, My Husband
"Shall we give it a try?"
"If you know so much about the topic," Lucia countered, "why don't you tell us what to do? Because I certainly don't know how to summon spirits at will. They come when they want to—not the other way around."
"Yes, yes, of course," Lucius said, dragging a small table to the center of the room with exaggerated movements. "I have expertise in almost everything, which naturally includes communicating with the beyond."
Lucia gave me a look full of patience, but something had already sparked within me—a deep, nagging curiosity. Was it really a spirit I had heard that day? Who were they? Why would they warn me?