Enchanted

"If there's anything you would want in return, please, let me know." Lola paused, then grabbed the woman's hand impulsively when she sensed that she was determined to go. "Let's just say you are doing me a favor that a reciprocation is expected. Just help me, I can't lose him like this. Please," 

Patricia slanted the unconscious Max a pitiful glance, then raised her eyes at Ethan who bowed slightly in a plea as well. If she had waited and helped them so far, it wouldn't be a big deal to assist them in saving Max's soul. Not because he deserved it, but for her peace of mind. The heavens that gave her the power to communicate with the spirits might torture her for not finding a solution when they showed her the problem.

"Let's go back to the place you grew up." She finally accepted.

"Thank you so much!" Lola and Ethan chorused, then released deep breaths of relief. "Make arrangements for us to go back," Lola told Ethan as she went to sit by Max's side.