Antoinette “Toni” Rose Lobo had never seen a ghost, but didn’t think it was unusual that her father did. At the age of five, Toni also didn’t think it was strange that she had a small, humanoid like creature who looked very much like a mythical demon for a best friend. He had red skin, two small horns, and glowing red eyes.

His name was Little Wolf.

His mouth featured two sharp little fangs. His body was muscular and well formed. She wasn’t supposed to let anyone see him, but if they did, all they would see was a hairless red rat. Toni liked the idea that he was her special friend that only she, Mommy, and Daddy knew what he really was.

One day she asked why Daddy could see the ghosts but she and Mommy couldn’t. “Daddy’s special,” Mommy answered. “That’s why he can see them and we can’t.”

Toni thought about that and it bothered her. “How come I’m not special?” she finally asked.

“Because you’re not old enough,” Mommy answered.

“Will I be special when I get old enough?”

“Maybe,” Mommy told her. “Maybe.”