I'm ordinarily pretty cynical, and unlikely to be touched by a show that is designed to tug on emotional heartstrings — OK, I make exceptions for Extreme Makeover: Home Edition and Everwood — but I just knew there was no way I would be moved by a show in which Jennifer Love Hewitt helps the deceased reunite with their loved ones. Boy, was I wrong. And I learned it the hard way when I watched a screener copy at work and found myself sniffling at the sweet old couple at the VFW and the stubborn son who never met his father and finally got to right before he had a child of his own. I'm weepy just thinking about it again. What's wrong with me? I did have some quibbles with the "scary" ghost appearances. I mean, honestly, a sickly Wentworth Miller randomly showing up on my doorstep in the middle of the night would be far from terrifying. OK, maybe that's just my opinion, but the whole poltergeist-y aspect seems like a silly ploy to get J.Love to walk around a half-built house in a skimpy nightgown. Aside from that, I suppose I'll reluctantly make room to watch this.... But it might become my personal quest just to see if I can make it through a week without giving in to the tears.