"Even poison ivy doesn't hurt things unless you go into it. Why was the little girl so upset? I can't imagine being so upset for so long. And it must get worse, the longer it burns." She shook her head. "I'm glad you're around to help them too. The ghosts and the angry spirits. Someone needs to help them stop." She figured she was probably the first person to feel sympathy for the ghosts, but she felt sympathy for everyone. She'd had Satan cry on her shoulder once.