A Second Chance with My Grumpy Detective

I am Tia Tucker and I see dead people.

Cra-a-ashh

Yep. I'm pretty sure we've got ghosts here.

Was I hiding? Why, yes, I was.

Hello, drop dead freaking gorgeous!

Wait a damn minute! I know this guy.

Man of my dreams he is not... more like nightmares, at best.

Ethan Wilson...

A foul taste in my mouth at the memory that I kissed this guy in high school - with tongue!

His lips hover near mine, a question in those blue eyes.

I bite my bottom lip.

I want to kiss him, damn it! But I shouldn't want to! This is insane.

Woman. Mid-forties. Died while shopping at the comics store this morning.

No foul play suspected.

Oh come on, you know that's not how this is going to go right?