Kyah Merfrell

The Little Black Book Demon

I placed my drink on the coaster on the table in-front of the couch. I could hear the murmur of approval even though it'd be a ghost and I was no medium. I glanced at the paper will next to my can of soft-drink and sighed. I looked up to the sound of footsteps and Karli was focused on a shoe-box and barely on where she was walking. She bumped slightly into the kitchen counter on her way to the couch, gave the counter a dirty look and then found a seat next to me, placing the shoe-box on her lap.