Page 231 of The Defiant Curse

A.

Reason.

The dead guy was funny, but no one wanted a haunted house. Again, the irony was NOT lost on her.

“What do you want to know in order to prove it’s her?” she asked. “I’ll jump through the hoops for you, since I barged in here, and you’d not asked to speak to me. That’s only fair.”

It wasn’t lost on Elizabeth that the people here had used a psychic before, and she’d even toyed with bringing her back to see what the hell was going on.

She’d thought it.

Not said it out loud.

“Ask her about my least favorite car memory,” she stated. “If you’re actually channeling my mother, she’ll know it.”

Oh, well, Ethan knew what that was going to be.

Catherine LaRue died in a car accident.

WITH Elizabeth in the car.

Sarah listened and gave her an answer.

“It was a red minivan, you were ten, she died, and you’ve been traumatized since. You left your uniform at home, and your mother had turned the car around to go back. The drunk driver came across the lane and killed her rather quickly. You heard her last breath, and it’s haunted you since.”

Well, that was all fine and dandy.

As Ethan held her, he kissed her on the neck, willing strength into his wife.

She’d been through a lot this last week, and now this?

If it was a game, this was cruel.

“Where are their remains?” she asked.

Sarah turned her head, like she was looking at something they couldn’t see, and that’s when she gave them an answer.

“She said she’s in a plastic tote in some lunatic’s lab. He talks to them and is batshit insane. Oh, and she is curious why she has to share a small space with your father. Apparently, he’s a space hog, and she’s not thrilled his femur is crammed into her head. That makes no sense to me but do with it what you will.”

Oh, it made sense to her.

At that very moment, her mother’s and father’s remains, which had been exhumed by Devon Slater, were in Tony’s lab, in a makeshift bone room until she could decide where to bury them.

Elizabeth didn’t flinch.

Again, she believed psychics were real, but they had to prove it. That this woman knew where they were, that was something NO ONE knew but her, Tony, Chris, and her other husbands.

Sarah wasn’t done.

“She’s also not thrilled to be stuck with him. Oh, and that’s because he remarried multiple times. She is PISSED about the woman he remarried, and that she abused you. She’s not upset about the man. Not at all. That was water under the bridge.”

That hung there.

NO ONE said a word.

Oh, but they all stared at Elizabeth to see if she lost her shit. Finally, Ethan went there.

“Move on from that, please,” he said. “My wife’s childhood trauma isn’t for public display, or I’ll be breaking my rule about manhandling women.”