Being a GhostEver since he had died, James was pretty lonely.None of the other ghosts ever talked to him and when he went back to his hometown to see his still alive family, they were usually just eating or sleeping.
The Ghosts of Our Unlived LivesI’ve had a good morning. It’s a sunshiny day. My daughter is in the bath singing songs. Since morning I have written, cooked, made my daughter sort a few drawings she had drawn for her grandparents. We’ll post these sometime tomorrow. My weekend is sorted: shopping tomorrow…
The Last Clue to the Undiscovered CountryLeo delicately held the yellowing scrap of paper. The ink had faded and the print was…
Ghost TherapistWhen I asked you to “open up” I didn’t literally mean tear open your chest and let all those locusts fly out.
The Phantom BoyIn the corridor I sped to turn off all the lights, then tripped over the kink in the carpet. Turning my head in the averted fall…