Taeyo sits up taller and taps his phone. “Well, there is one other thing we can try.” He reopens the profile page and types in his own info. Under What I’m looking for he says that he’s just an ordinary boy wanting to help nice ghosts reunite with their loved ones.

He looks up at us. “Sometimes a gwisin will ask if there’s anything they can do for you. Like grant a favor for helping them out. Gwisin aren’t tethered to a physical body, so they can roam the Earth at the speed of thought. I could ask one to search for the last artifact.”

“A gwisin would do that?” I ask, surprised.

He nods. “A nice one would.”

As he updates the profile, it dawns on me. Taeyo might not be fixing broken bodies like my parents do, but he’s helping broken souls find peace. If that’s not healing, I don’t know what is. Maybe Sora really was telling us the truth about the Horangi being wrongly accused. They don’t seem that bad….

“Let’s do it,” I say.

We huddle around the phone again and wait for the new profiles to load.

The first one that comes up is a photo of a translucent boy with a bald, egg-shaped head and big round eyes. His name is Casper, and it says he wants to connect with his crush, Kat, but his ghost uncles won’t let him. He needs help in convincing them otherwise.

“He seems like a friendly ghost, but those uncles sound kinda mean,” I say, frowning. “I’d rather avoid fighting with a ghostly trio if I can help it.”

The next profile shows a middle-aged woman hugging her pet turtle. She says she promised Crush a trip to Disneyland, but she died before she could take him. She’s looking for someone to pick up Crush from her sister’s house and accompany him on the Finding Nemo submarine ride. She wants him to learn about where he came from.

Emmett snorts, looking closer at the turtle. “That’s a red-eared slider. They’re freshwater turtles.”

“I’ve always wanted to go to Disneyland, but I don’t know. She sounds a little…different,” Taeyo says.

I nod. “We don’t have time for that anyway. Their lines are legendary. Let’s keep swiping.”

The next profile we get is the face of an old woman with sad but smiling eyes. Her name comes up as Jennifer’s halmeoni (aka Jennifer’s grandma), and her profile is short and straight to the point.

“‘I died peacefully in my sleep, but unfortunately, I didn’t get to do the one thing I needed to do,’” Taeyo reads aloud. “‘Please help me deliver a message so I can pass on to the next realm with peace in my heart. Thank you.’”

“Swipe right,” I say. “She sounds perfect.”

Emmett nods. “She seems okay.”