The Ghost in the Middle Window

Look closely. You can see me. Or is that a shadow? Who knows? I had a life like you. I wanted things. I wanted love. I had a cat. My cat loved fish. She liked the fishermen who gave her fishy gifts. They took her with them for good luck. I wanted to grow up. I wanted to grow up and be a lucky lady whose cats went with fishermen. But I got sick. I had a fever. I was hot as hell. I knew what hell was like at last. The preacher, I don't think he really knew. And so I didn't want to talk to him there at the end. If he didn't know hell, what could he know about heaven? And he didn't believe in ghosts. Oh, I don't think he knew too much at all. I can't be bothered with anyone that ignorant. But you may come and visit if you like. I'm in the middle window. Just don't stand too near the sill. I get so full of mischief sometimes that I just can't stand it.

21 November 2021
Texas Jim
Peggy's Cove, Nova Scotia
www.granitecoast.ca