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school football coach.”
    Jamie nodded and closed the door. She turned and almost bumped into Destiny.
    “I have something to tell you,” the woman said.
    Jamie took the chair behind her desk and motioned for Destiny to sit. “What is it?”
    “Last night I had a vision. You were in it. There was a man with you.”
    Jamie perked up and thought of Max. “Oh, yeah? Were we naked?” She slapped her hand against her forehead. Now why had she gone and said something like that? The last thing she needed to do was encourage the woman.
    “It wasn’t that kind of vision,” Destiny said. “This man was in uniform, and he was asking you a lot of questions.”
    Jamie remained quiet.
    Destiny didn’t seem deterred by her silence. “The situation was, um, dire, because I had this heavy feeling in my chest afterward.”
    Jamie figured any woman with Destiny’s breasts would have a heavy feeling in her chest. She sighed. “Okay, Destiny, I’ll play along. Who was asking these questions and what were they?”
    “I don’t know.” At Jamie’s look, Destiny went on. “Hey, I’m doing my best here, okay? I can’t give you every little detail.” All at once she glanced to the chair beside her. “Shut up, okay? I don’t need your help.”
    Jamie’s eyes widened as she followed Destiny’s gaze to the empty chair. “Uh, Destiny, who are you talking to?” she asked.
    The woman didn’t hesitate. “His name is Ronnie. He’s from the spirit world. He doesn’t have enough sense to know he’s dead. Follows me everywhere.”
    Jamie gripped the arms on her chair as chills raced up her spine. Time to bolt, she told herself.
    “He’s just an old redneck, don’t worry, he’s harmless.” She glanced back at the empty chair. “Yes, you heard me right, Ronnie, you are a redneck. Anybody who gets sloppy drunk and falls out of the back of a pickup truck doing sixty miles per hour is a bona fide redneck in my book.” She looked at Jamie. “That’s how he died. He’s kinda between worlds.”
    “Oh, well, that certainly explains it.” Jamie glanced at the door. It would take her less than three seconds to reach it if she ran like hell.
    “Hey, I know it sounds crazy,” Destiny said, “but that’s the way it is. I have dead people show up all the time. They don’t usually stay long. So, when do you want me to start?”
    Jamie blinked. “Huh?”
    “The job? I got a lot of my stuff unpacked last night so I’m ready to roll.”
    Jamie decided the woman had enough problems so she tried to let her down easy. “I’m thinking maybe I should hold off on the column,” she said. What Jamie was actually thinking was that Destiny needed to be hauled off in a straitjacket.
    “I suggest you announce the new column in your newspaper as soon as possible.”
    “Well, like I said—”
    Destiny sighed in exasperation. “Dammit, Ronnie, would you please stop yakking and let me finish this conversation?” She shifted in her chair and regarded Jamie. “Look, I don’t have all day. Let’s do this. Run the announcement. If you don’t get a substantial amount of responses, I promise I won’t bother you again.”
    Once again, Jamie glanced at the chair beside Destiny. “Does he follow you everywhere?” she asked, thinking it would be best to have all the facts before she reported the woman to the authorities.
    “Who, Ronnie?” Destiny sighed. “Hell, I can’t even take a shower without the pervert getting in there with me. But don’t worry; as soon as his pea brain realizes he needs to move on, he’ll be out of my life.” She rolled her eyes. “Dead people,” she said on a sigh. “They can be such a pain in the ass.” All at once, she sneezed. “Uh-oh, gotta run before I go into a sneezing frenzy.” She stood and made for the door. “I’ll call you later.”
    Jamie stopped her. “Um, Destiny?”
    She turned. “Yeah?”
    Jamie almost felt sorry for her. “How about I call you when I’ve made my decision? In