"You ever feel like you're competing with ghosts, Muse?" I said. "That's where I'm at sometimes these days."
"Silly boy. You just need more exorcise." She punched me in the arm. "Get it? Exorcise."
"You're a complete fuckwad sometimes, you know."
She nodded enthusiastically. "Oh yes, definitely."
Out the window, across the river in Canada, lightning flashed.
