Chapter Twenty: Drafts in the Kitchen

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Jeremy A lot of people asked me why I wasted my time doing what I did. Why didn’t I go out and get a real job? And the answer was, it didn’t get any cooler than this. Every time we went on an investigation, it was like all the energy of Halloween. You go in that house, and you want to get spooked. Your adrenaline is pumping, you are straining to hear every little sound, you are on edge. It's a thrill just to be there. And when something does happen, that s.hit is amazing. My family had always been drawn to the supernatural. Dad said our Granny was into hoodoo and witchcraft. Mom kept a little shelf in her sewing room like a shrine, with Granny’s picture and some of her things, and every year, on her birthday, she poured Granny a shot of whiskey. When weird things happened aro

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