"We should probably keep our fingers crossed that he's back home, living his life," Stacia says, a touch reluctantly. It's selfish of her to hope he's here, but she can't help herself. It had been nice, having him around.

"I guess if either of us see a spirit, we can jump on it and see if we can get it to tell us what's going on," she says. "And then we can look into the second thing. Assuming we like the look of the spirit, I guess."