“Ben, a little help here?”
Benjamin chuckled as he sat on the bed next Edward and Nicholas. The boys were sharing a bed.
“I have to take care of the boys. Why don’t you talk to Robert? He’s more eager to chat with you.”
Eric huffed loudly before he focused on Robert again. “Mr. Jones—”
“Just call me Rob, please. You have to help me. Your friend there is useless. He’s a spirit like me. You’re different. You’re warm and bright. You’re still alive. You must do something. I’m scared for Ed and Nick. Please!”