An Exorcism Straight, Hold the Elvis

Excellent ghost fiction by Michael Ehart in this week's issue of The Sword Review.

Truth is the ghost killing business has been in a steady decline over the last century. My great-grandfather got rich, working up and down the East Coast, with occasional runs to England, snuffing spirits for a fee. By my dad's time, it was a part-time thing, and most of the jobs he got were from old customers, mostly old time Sicilian businesspersons who were stuck with a guilty conscience and an unwanted spectral reminder, and didn't feel right about calling in a priest.