Bear’s Midlife Psychic by Meg Ripley

It took 49 years, but I finally have the quiet life I’ve always dreamed of.
Except for the departed souls who’ve decided I’m their new BFF.
After three strikes, I’m out of the marriage game for good,
Fully ready to embrace my inner crazy cat lady.
I’d kept my psychic medium abilities in the shadows,
Until my friend pushed me into the spotlight at Afterlife After Dark.
An introvert like me had no business giving readings on stage,
Trying to prove myself to skeptical strangers—
Like the hunk across the room arching his silvery brow at me.
The stormy-eyed firefighter asked for my help,
Looking for clues about his fallen comrade’s death.
But the moment I envisioned bear paws instead of his buddy’s hands,
Weirdly enough, I made a believer out of him.
I thought that was the last I’d see of Hugh, until he showed up at my door,
Wanting to know if I could tell him more—
And then showing me a wild night neither of us would ever forget.
Could this actually be the start of something new,
Or is he just using me as a psychic hotline?
All I know is the more I uncover about this mysterious death,
The more my life’s in serious danger.
And once the truth comes out, all hell’s gonna break loose.