“I’m so sorry I can’t help you” the medium said,
standing with one foot already out the door.
He put a hand on her arm, gently but urgently.
“Can’t you do anything? I’ll pay you extra.
Whatever you want.”
She paused and turned to face him, catching the eye of
the spirit lingering over his shoulder, and she pulled away till she was fully
outside, then stepped just beyond his reach.
“No, I can’t. I’m used to dealing with anger and rage.
Those are easy to banish. This (gesturing past him) is a sadness so deep
banishment would be cruel.”
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