Maurice leaned on the ladder and kept his eye on her.

"Can ghosts even leave the houses they died in?" He was a vampire. Ghosts were't his area of expertise. "Have fun haunting Mom's cats."

The attic looked as it had last time. It was cramped, a little musty, and stuffed with boxes of clothes and old dishes and blankets and bags of children's things. The eaves overhead groaned as the air pressure changed. Thin cascades of dust trickled downward here and thre.