Melinda was trying to digest what he was saying, bring closure? What kind of hippie crap was that? What was he supposed to be, some sort of therapist for the dead or something? But she did not say what she was thinking, if she said that what his mother and grandmother did was hippie crap, he would be mad at her for sure. In this fragile state she really wanted to be careful with them.  "So what you have to do is bring them to the light so they can get to heaven? Well...that's nice I guess." She was trying to hide the fact she thought that sounded far fetched. But you might be able to hear the disbelief in her voice. She wasn't even sure she believed in heaven. She wanted to believe in it, since who wants to think that nothing was there after you died. But it didn't seem realistic.<br/>She looked at the laptop and typed in the name Penny Waters. "I don't believe you brought a laptop to our vacation. I swear, your really a nerd in disguise! Just teasing you!" She winked, and scanned over what came up when she typed in the name. Just as the ghost said, there was a whole blurb about how she was murdered in this hotel. "I see that someone named Penny Waters did die in the hotel. But you might of overheard someone talking about it when we were swimming together. That doesn't prove that there is a ghost of Penny Waters here." She then clicked one of the links, and saw a picture of her. Indeed, she looked  how he described. How would he had known what she looked like? Maybe...ghosts were really real.<br/>"This picture...is how you described her. I can't believe it! There has to be some logical reason. Maybe you guessed? Maybe...Maybe...there is no way to explain it but it is real. This is so unbelievable. Jason! You have such an extraordinary power and you think you're crazy? I thought you were too. I still am having trouble...grasping it. You must of saw a picture somewhere. Gr.."<br/>She makes a face. "If she is saying something, you know I can't hear her. So...we are stuck with you being plagued by needy ghosts for the rest of your life because of this stupid shelf? I feel like suing the hotel room for what they put us through."<br/>The ghost spoke.<br/>"Well now that your wife sort of believes you, can you now get down to helping me? Everyone thinks it's my husband who killed me, but I know that's not the case. I saw painted fingernails when the pillow came at my face when the person suffocated me. I know my husband doesn't wear fingernail polish of any kind so it must of been a woman."<br/>So, Jason's first ghost that he ever saw wanted him to solve a murder case. What did she think he was Sherlock Holmes? Maybe clues would be in the hotel room, but the cleaning staff probably cleaned away anything that might be helpful.