![]() After the possession incident, Richie decided he was in way over his head. I didn’t want to train him to require total silence and concentration to work on his vibe, after all. I watched the panhandler eel in and out of a particular kid, a scrawny dweeb who just wanted a hot dog, and that was all the confirmation I needed that I was making the right move. ![]() ![]() Especially considering its track record in my own recent experience. I wasn’t comfortable with the responsibility of being judge, jury and executioner…but these things were already dead, so the due process analogy didn’t really hold up. As I sucked down white light, I considered what it meant to be an exorcist. We sat there together, each attuning ourselves to our talent. ![]() Without the horse pills, it probably feels like you’re making it all up. I can’t exactly feel it, not like before. Focus on getting your vibration right.”Ĭoncentration furrowed his brow. He pulled his wallet, but before he could storm out there and scare the frat boys half to death with his Fed badge, I caught him by the sleeve. “Did you bring candles? Should I clear the area?” He straightened in his seat and squared his shoulders. ![]() “Nope.” I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel. ![]()
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