Haunted Boston

“Good. You should definitely do that.” Still looking at her, Elijah backed toward the curb, which came up faster than he was expecting. He checked his balance. “Alllllright. On that note, I’m out of here before I embarrass myself. Catch you later, Nurse Natalie.” He gave her a salute and crossed the street, turning back once to wave before stuffing his cold hands in his coat pockets.