Jared sat at the desk, his bright eyes scanning the large book in front of him. All these things about ghosts, and demons…. Nothing about expelling them from your home. Or self.

He muttered a curse, closing the thick volume, sending dust flying into the air. He knew he needed help. But
From whom?

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    ”Really? You’d help a complete stranger?” Jared asked, hope filling his voice. “I mean; you don’t have to…”
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    "Fifteen." Sam sighed, wincing. He saw the shameful look and felt sad. He didn’t know the circumstances, of course, but...