Love and doubt can make us do crazy things. I was in the middle of the street, about to ask a mere stranger questions about my new boyfriend. Alistair’s deep blue eyes appeared riveted by the luminous full moon. He had yet to respond to my request. His silence was fazing me. Why did all spirits need to act so mysteriously? He put his arms behind him and cleared his throat. “Trouble in paradise, huh? Desmond seemed like a decent man.” “He still is. I sometimes get confused. Mystery ...