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all the people that she’d helped recently. Who had been
able to see ghosts? She couldn’t recall anyone. She sighed again. She’d just
have to wait.
    She
had two more customers over the next hour. She closed the shop at precisely 5
o’clock. She headed to the kitchen and made herself a quick cup of tea to fortify
her strength.
    Jenny
appeared at her side and gave her a small smile. “I’m sorry for earlier, for
causing you pain. And I’m sorry that I haven’t been able to give you much help.
And I’m sorry for crying all the time.”
    Grace
took a seat and indicated for Jenny to do the same. “It’s okay. Jenny, it must
be very difficult for you. I can’t imagine what you’re going through. But we’ll
get there. We will find out who killed you. Can you tell me any more about
Letty?”
    Jenny
looked away but not before Grace saw her eyes welling up. Jenny looked back at
Grace and said sadly, “The memories won’t come to me. Have you ever had that?
Maybe it’s a word, or the answer to a question on a quiz show. You know the
information is there in your head but it just won’t come out.”
    Grace
nodded. “I do know what you mean. I went to a pub quiz a few weeks ago with my
brother. I was useless! The information was in my brain somewhere but, like you
say, it just wouldn’t come out. I remembered it later of course. And I’m sure
that you will too.”
    Jenny
gave her a grateful smile. “Pearl said that you’re going to see Elsa and that I
should go with you.”
    “Yes.
Is that okay?”
    Jenny
nodded. “What will you tell her about me?”
    “The
truth. That I can see you.” Grace paused. “Jenny, a lot of people are murdered
by someone they know. I want you to prepare yourself for whatever we find out,
no matter how unpleasant.”
    “You
think Elsa might have something to do with my murder, don’t you? She didn’t. I
just know she didn’t.”
    “I
hope we can prove that. We need to find out more about what happened on the
night you died. Who was at the hotel? What were they doing at the time you
died?”
    Jenny
spread her hands out. “I wish I could tell you.”
    Grace
quickly drank her tea and then collected her coat and handbag. “Let’s see what
we can get out of Elsa.”
    Jenny
stood up. “Can we buy some peppermint creams for her on the way? She loves
those. I used to buy them for her all the time.”
    “Sure.”
    Thirty
minutes later, Grace stood with a packet of peppermint creams outside Elsa’s
door. Jenny was at her side moving from foot to foot.
    The
door opened. Elsa looked at Grace without recognising her. “Yes?”
    “Hi.
I bought flowers from you yesterday. I’m Grace Abrahams.”
    Elsa
frowned. “Are the flowers alright? Did you want to buy some more? I can open my
van, if you like.”
    “No,
thank you. I work at an antiques shop in the town centre.” Grace realised she
was losing Elsa’s interest. “The thing is, I can see ghosts. And at this
moment, the ghost of your sister, Jenny, is standing at my side.”
    The
door began to close.
    Grace
shoved the packet of peppermint creams towards Elsa. “Jenny made me buy these
for you. She told me about the time that you tried to make them at home once.
She said it was a disaster and even your dad wouldn’t eat them.”
    There
was a strained silence as Elsa stared at Grace. Finally, Elsa reached out for
the peppermint creams and pulled them to her chest. “Are you telling me the
truth? Is Jenny really standing next to you?”
    Grace
nodded. “She wants to talk to you.”
    Fear
flicked across Elsa’s face. “She’s mad at me, isn’t she? She’s mad at what I
did on the night she died! I’m sorry, Jenny! I didn’t know what I was doing!”

 

 
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    Elsa
burst into tears, the peppermint creams dropped to the floor as her hands covered
her face. Grace stepped through the door and put her arm around Elsa’s shaking
shoulders. “Please don’t cry. Can we talk about what happened?”
    Elsa
moved