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Danny could be together – could stay cocooned in their own world. Their own perfect life.
    She couldn’t imagine how her grief-stricken mind would have dealt with the situation if Danny’s spirit had appeared to her back then. Perhaps it would have sent her spiralling out of control. But if what she thought was happening really was true, then right now she was ready for it. And she needed to know more.
    An hour later, she was done. She had gathered all sorts of research on haunted locations, supernatural incidents and various people’s experiences of being ‘contacted’ after a loved one had died. Some of them were quite similar to what Juliette had experienced, and she found the idea simultaneously comforting and slightly irritating – part of her wanted this all to be unique to her own situation. In one case, a woman had sworn that her boyfriend, who had died in a car accident, had returned to her the night of the funeral in order to spend one night of passion with her. At first, Juliette was slightly excited at the idea – the prospect of being able to make love to Danny one more time was quite thrilling – but then she read the end of the story: the woman claimed she had fallen pregnant with her dead boyfriend’s baby. The fact that she was now seeing the boyfriend’s best friend had absolutely nothing to do with the pregnancy and despite what her deceased boyfriend’s family were saying, the baby was definitely his and would probably possess superhuman powers due to being part spirit, part human. She was also suing the family for child-support payments.
    Juliette snorted when she finished reading the story. The things some people did for fame or money. She printed out a few pages of the more credible information and then logged into her local supermarket’s online store. She needed a lot more supplies for her baking – she wanted to makesure she delivered something to every door on one floor, every night. She should have enough ingredients left to cook up plenty of cakes and slices for at least the next two nights – but she would need a new delivery by the day after tomorrow, at the latest.
    Finally, she stood up from the desk. Gathering the few pages of information she had printed off, she stopped as she was overcome by a sneezing fit – three, four, five sneezes in a row. Then she rubbed her eyes and left the study for the kitchen; she really had to do something about all of that dust in the study.
    But for now, it was time to bake again, to give her mind a break from all the intense thoughts that had been running through her mind so far today. Plus, she wanted to make sure she had enough cakes to cover the twenty-fourth floor tonight.

Chapter Six

    By the time Juliette had returned from that night’s cake deliveries, she had to admit that the sneezing from earlier was not just a result of the dust in the barely used study. Her sinuses were blocked, her eyes were itchy and her throat was feeling scratchy. Bloody Chris! When he’d coughed everywhere in that lift, he’d obviously shared his cold with her. She supposed it was inevitable, really. After all, she’d been keeping her contact with the outside world to the bare minimum for such a long time now that her immune system was probably reduced. That must be why she’d caught the cold so quickly, and why it seemed to be taking such a strong and immediate hold on her. She was just thinking to herself that she couldn’t remember the last time she’d had such a bad cold, when she realised that she actually knew exactly when. It had been the week that Danny had died. The reason she’d stayed behind when he flew to New York.
    Great, now not only did she feel sicker than ever, but she had a reason to dredge up the awful memories of that day once again. Feeling more miserable than ever, she snatched up a box of tissues from the kitchen and took herself straight to bed. Hopefully she would be able to sleep it off.
    Instead, what followed was a