After years of intense therapy, Maggie had very nearly overcome her fears of the military, black people, and folk music. But when she met her new roommates, she realized she had picked the wrong fucking day to quit smoking.
Christine had gone to the army base looking for some action. Of course she'd found the one guy in the whole camp, nay, the whole world, with a fetish for playing folk music while his mother watched. Awkward didn't even begin to encompass it.
Usually, the spirits of one's murdered parents urge the person to avenge their deaths. The ghosts of Lauren's mother and father, on the other hand, were content with simply singing cheerful songs to their daughter and following her wherever she went.