Joseph raised his hand over her long hair as if telling a child.
Irish gave a gentle sound, "Okay."
"And go back to work at the Runestone." He suddenly made the request.
The finger buttoning stopped, and she looked at him in amazement.
"For one thing, I want you to help me find out who poisoned her, and your identity as a psychotherapist is good, and secondly….," he said. Joseph continued to fasten his buttons, but his eyes did not leave her for a moment. "At least I can see you every day."
Complex emotions filled with Irish. She wanted to see Joseph every day, but she needed to check the matter about the Lake family.
"Do you believe the Lake is haunted?"
Joseph saw her mood change and asked softly.
Irish didn't even think about it, shaking her head.
"Your father said he saw your mother. Don't you want to check the truth?"
Irish hesitated.
