Chapter 8For some reason that Benjamin couldn’t quite figure out, he felt much lighter inside after that unexpected, impromptu, and simple birthday dinner with Eric. The rest of his hours at the diner went by in the blink of an eye. There really weren’t that many spirits who needed his assistance anyway. Not that it was anything out of the ordinary. There were times when he wouldn’t see a single spirit for several consecutive days and nights. It wasn’t as if there were many souls who stubbornly refused to cross over. Most of them were obedient, and they would move on to the other side with little to no prompting at all.
“Slow night?”
Benjamin glanced at Catrina. He had no idea when she had arrived at his diner, but she was now seated on one of the wooden stools next to his counter. He di
