d’ya try to call me…

no pop…well…hours ago…

mmm…sorry….go back to sleep…

no dad…what’s goin’ on….

saw her ghost…

yea…

yep…she was in the closet lookin’ at her old clothes…the one’s that fit her towards the end…

sure…

was just standin’ there lookin’ at dresses and skirts…some blouses she had in her hand while she combed through hangers…

mom look at’ya…

funny thing…I called out to her…she just kept lookin’ at her clothes an’ shakin’ her head…just like when she was alive…

huh…

yea…called her name a couple of times….just kept lookin’ at them damn clothes…

didn’t even smile at’ya…

no….

sorry dad…

teach her a lesson…’morrow I’m throwin’ those old clothes away…

she’ll haunt’ya…

she already does…