Georgette may have been my first brush with the spirit realm, but she would hardly be my last. Don’t get me wrong. I’m still all science and data and atoms. The ether still isn’t real, but my beliefs have mellowed into something resembling spiritual agnosticism. Whether it’s seeing Georgette standing dry in the rain or experiencing a shared dream with a close friend, I’ve come to believe that ghosts are real, or at least something we experience as ghosts exist.