Everyone has heard of the horse whisperer, or the dog whisperer; there is even a show about a ghost whisperer. I wouldn’t call myself a whisperer.
But my layer calls me a Death Whisperer.

I call him an idiot.

Jennifer Love makes it look so cute. Ghosts come to her asking for help and she helps them. Sometimes they’re scary, but she always finds a way to help them out in the end without sustaining any permanent scars. She even has a beautiful husband to support her.

She’s never been woken up by a body trapped spirit, wandering into her house in a half decomposed corpse. Never been grabbed by spectral hands and thrown across a room. Never walked through a graveyard and passed out because of the voices from under her feet.

I have.
In the past three years I have had forty hospitalizations. I have broken 8 ribs, both of my legs and both of my arms several times, cracked my skull six times, and have been legally dead on four separate occasions.

My name is Andrea Colter, and they call me a Death Whisperer.