The Furthest Station

This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Reader.
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He asked if we were really ghost hunting, and I said we were.

“What, like officially?”

“Officially secret,” I said because discretion is supposed to be, if not our middle name, at least a nickname we occasionally answer to when we remember.

Disclaimer: I received this eARC from Subterranean Press via NetGalley in exchange for this post – thanks to both, I needed something like this.

N.B.: As this was an ARC, any quotations above may be changed in the published work – I will endeavor to verify them as soon as possible.