Jesse could not believe what had happened between him and Suze. Why had he fled? He was scared she would regret her love for him and tell him she hated him. He could not deal with her hate. He needed her to love him as he did her. Another question. Why could he not allow himself to get closer to her? He knew he wanted to. He was positive. Her skin was so soft—all he wanted to do was hold it against his, but for some reason he felt that if he went further with her at the stage in their relationship, she would decide he wasn't right for her. She would leave him forever. Of course, she probably was going to leave him now. Why did he bring up marriage? That is something he wanted from her though. He loved her too much. He wanted to tell the world of their love. Now she thought he was thinking too far ahead and probably was a little silly. Love makes people silly. Could she blame him? Maybe she didn't love him, that's why.

When he left her home, he didn't know where to go. He couldn't go home and lie there by himself, yelling at himself for what he had caused. Why had he laughed? It's because she said that they could not make out like teenagers. That was what she was! It struck him funny, but now it didn't seem so funny. He scowled at himself and ran. He ran around for what seemed like hours until he finally reached Father Dominic's.

"Jesse! Suze just called you." He said, his hands clasped together. "What's wrong?"

"Don't tell her I'm here if she calls again," Jesse said. "We just need... some space."

Father Dom had a look on his face like he knew this would happen eventually, and Jesse hated him for it. He knew he shouldn't be cross with Father Dom, but he was angry at the world. Why was he so goddamn proper? Paul was dangerous, and Jesse was a romantic sissy. Could he help that he loved Suze and did not want to cause her harm? He buried his head in his hands and headed for the room he used to stay in when he lived there before. He guessed a ghost never needed a bedroom, but he didn't want to spy on FATHER DOM dressing. He couldn't help smiling at that. Not that he ever watched Suze. Do you really think a guy who won't jump at the chance to have sex with a girl is going to spy on her? Besides, she was in her bathroom a lot. Oh, well.

Jesse lie down on an unmade mattress and listened to his thoughts bounce throughout his mind. He would stay there for the next day and skip work. He didn't know what else to do besides face the face of someone who most likely hated him.

"I think you need a breath of fresh air."

Jesse looked up from his spot on the recliner. He was reading one of Father Dom's books. It was something about spirits. He hadn't gotten far. He didn't need a book to tell him what spirits did.

Father Dominic looked down at Jesse, who was wrapped up in a blanket. He smiled weakly. Jesse had become sort of a son of his, but he still was wary of the relationship between Jesse and Suze. Maybe he was still skeptical about Jesse's "rebirth." Or maybe he was saddened that his own relationship long ago had failed.

Jesse sighed and nodded. He needed to get out of the house. Maybe he would go apologize to Suze. The image of her flew across his head, and he bowed his head in sorrow.

Jesse headed down the road to the village. He kicked a pebble, his hands in his pockets. He didn't look around; instead, he looked at his feet as he walked. He wondered where Suze was. She probably was helping some ghost. He smiled. He loved her how she was so determined. He loved everything about her. He on the other hand was not determined. Or at least he felt he wasn't. If he was determined to make their relationship work, he would go and apologize to her. He wouldn't have run away.

He turned in mid-stride and faced the opposite direction. He had to see her.

As he approached her house, he saw a little girl playing in the grass. He knew immediately she was a ghost. She watched him approach, and chills went up and down his spine. "Hi," he said softly. "Are you okay?"

She stayed silent but kept her gaze on him.

He saw someone move in the window of Suze's home, and he was about to take a step, when the girl spoke.

"She's not in there."

He glanced back at her. "Who?"

She looked away and vanished.