The thing about being a medium is  that you don’t get a choice. You see dead people everywhere and anywhere you go cause, lets be real, what place doesn’t have it’s fair share of ghosts?

You could go to a coffee shop and there could be a ghost in clothing from well over a hundred years ago sitting at one of the tables, moving whenever someone walked over to sit down. 

You could walk down a modern street and observe ghosts from half a century ago going about their daily lives as if they weren’t dead, pausing only when a car or a person walked through them.

You could go anywhere in the world, hospitals, forests, beaches or deserts and you would see ghosts.

Anshee knew that people that couldn’t see would find that sad.

She found it comforting.