“Oh?” Grayson couldn’t imagine why.
Christian and he had started walking up the path. The young man beside him nodded. There was a certain tension in Christian.
“Hey, is everything okay?” Grayson asked.
Christian let out a breath. “Yes and no. You likely don’t know how I really learned I was a Speaker to the Dead.”
“No, I don’t.”
“One of the main things that made me know, acknowledge and take ownership of my gift was because I was haunted by a man named David,” Christian explained. “He was a man who had hurt me badly. He was someone that I had thought I was somehow responsible for what he had done to me and others. Even as a ghost, he was feeding on that guilt, all those bad things he had inculcated in me, and that I felt towards him.”
“I’m so sorry,” Grayson said.
A nod. “I’m lucky because I got to confront David and free myself not only from his ghost, but my guilt.”
“That’s great.”
Another nod. “Many people have ghosts.”
“Ah…”
“You have ghosts, Grayson,” Christian murmured. “And I’m going to help free you from them.”