Megan POV

I follow Ben to a church at the edge of town. It’s the oldest building in a hundred miles, built in the eighteenth century, and, according to local lore, it’s haunted by creepy ghosts.

I’ve never been in there before, and I didn’t think Ben had, either. We don’t believe in ghosts, but we’re also not big on religion, so we’ve never had much reason to visit. But he walks into it like he’s familiar with this place. This means he’s either started believing in God without me knowing it, or he’s here for something else.

Something illicit.

I hear his laugh a moment later and the sound...