In honour of Hallowe’en (my favourite holiday), I thought I’d try to flex the creative muscles and write a little Ghost Story. ~ Ghosts Some short months after the pandemic is finally over, she buys the house. The bungalow had been on the market for longer than she would have expected. When low mortgage rates and people spending their money differently, starters homes didn’t stay on the market long. Yet this one had sat empty, quiet, though the inspectors could find nothing wrong with it. With the spectre of the virus beginning to wane and a safe downpayment in her savings account, she was ready to invest in her own home. It seemed like fate. “It’s because of the ghost,” explain her new neighbours who live to the left. The middle-aged couple had greeted her while some friends helped unpack her u-haul. They didn’t seem the type to subscribe to paranormal predilections, but to each their own, and a sweater vest or mom jeans weren’t necessarily signs against it. She accepts their concern, reassures them she’ll be fine, and carries on. After the crucial unpacking is down, pizza consumed and her friends gone to their own homes, she crawls into […]

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