Sometimes a graveside goodbye isn’t the end.

That’s usually when I get a middle of the night phone call.

In this case, the person seeking help from their friendly neighborhood reaper is none other than the director of Beechwood’s funeral home.

Who may be more of a frenemy than a friend. Oops.

Here’s to hoping I can help rid the funeral home of its latest unwanted guest without burning the last bits of kindling on the bridge back to Karla’s good graces.

After all, if there’s one person you want on your side, it’s a summoner of the dead.