Finger banging Stories

We were halfway through a bottle of wine and an episode of Gilmore Girls when Misha pulled out a battered Ouija board. Lola protested immediately, scooting away as if the thing might bite, but I was already leaning closer. My fingertips traced the cracked letters on the worn leather, grazing the faded ink of its intricate symbols. Lola noticed my intrigue and shook her head. "Piper, you seriously can not be considering me...