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thoughtful of her to spare me. “Thanks,” I said dryly.
“By the way, you snore.”
“I do not! I have a slight cold.”
“I live over on Miller Street. You know, two blocks north.” She pointed in the direction.
I nodded. “I know where it is.”
“Unfortunately, I recently passed away,” she said matter-of-factly.
I gathered as much. “I’m sorry to hear that,” I offered.
“I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to my husband. Poor Robert.” She sniffed.
I was shocked to see she had another emotion other than frigid.
“I’ve been with him ever since I died, and I just can’t cross over because of his grieving. If you could let him know I’m all right and that I love him very much,” she paused, “then I’d be able to cross over.”
“I’ll do my best to try to share your feelings with him.”
“Slip on some clothes and we’ll go right away. And do brush your teeth, dear.” She gestured for me to go change. Then brushed her hand in front of her nose and pointed at my mouth.
“Whoa. I cannot go right now. I’ll be late for work. I’ll tell him as soon as possible. It’ll have to wait until after I come back from Greensburg this weekend.” I waved my hands at her.
“I can’t wait that long.” She shot me an evil glare.
“Well, you’ll have to.”
She made a rude noise as I turned and headed for the bathroom once again, not turning to see what she might be doing behind my back. She was going to be trouble, and I knew it. She’d probably follow me on my date, and I doubted I could explain to Callahan why I needed to deliver a message to some random man in the middle of our evening out.
After showering, I returned to my closet to see Mrs. Williams still sitting in my favorite chair, pouting. I hoped she realized she’d have to move it when I wanted to sit and read. I refused to let the spirits take over my home.
I grabbed a pair of black slacks from my closet, along with my favorite sweater, and wiggled into them.
“Do you always dress so scantily for work?” she hissed.
“I’m wearing a turtleneck!”
She rolled her eyes.
“I hardly think this outfit is questionable.” I snorted defensively.
“You should wear nice, conservative business suits like me.” She waved her hand over her body, showcasing her suit for me.
“No, thanks!” I said as I grabbed my purse and bolted from the room, slamming the door behind me for emphasis.
A short time later I was in my car headed for town. Mindy’s boyfriend was picking her up from my house and I was looking forward to a quiet ride into town, alone, in my car.
Alas, it wasn’t meant to be. It was a beautiful morning; the only bad part was Mrs. Williams was perched in the seat next to me. She was still badgering me about my attire. Abe was in the backseat trying to discuss politics with me. The drone of noise was almost unbearable. I flipped on the radio to drown out the racket. How was I going to deal with all these spirits? It was enough to make me pull all my hair out of my head.
*
The day passed uneventfully. My watch read 6:30 pm. I had just enough time to finish my makeup and then jump in the car and zip over to the store to meet Callahan. I slipped on my dress and slid on a layer of pretty-in-pink lip gloss.
I had tried what seemed like a million different hairstyles, but nothing seemed right. A twist, straight, and pulled tight into a sleek ponytail to name a few. Finally, I’d decided I’d go with long and flowing, since most of the time my hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Something new could be refreshing. I wore a sexy-but-not-too-sexy little black dress that hugged my curves in, I hope, all the right places. Lastly, I slid on the strappy stilettos borrowed from Mindy and walked out of the bedroom door.
Abe and Mrs. Williams were standing there, eyeing me up and down. Mrs.
“By the way, you snore.”
“I do not! I have a slight cold.”
“I live over on Miller Street. You know, two blocks north.” She pointed in the direction.
I nodded. “I know where it is.”
“Unfortunately, I recently passed away,” she said matter-of-factly.
I gathered as much. “I’m sorry to hear that,” I offered.
“I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to my husband. Poor Robert.” She sniffed.
I was shocked to see she had another emotion other than frigid.
“I’ve been with him ever since I died, and I just can’t cross over because of his grieving. If you could let him know I’m all right and that I love him very much,” she paused, “then I’d be able to cross over.”
“I’ll do my best to try to share your feelings with him.”
“Slip on some clothes and we’ll go right away. And do brush your teeth, dear.” She gestured for me to go change. Then brushed her hand in front of her nose and pointed at my mouth.
“Whoa. I cannot go right now. I’ll be late for work. I’ll tell him as soon as possible. It’ll have to wait until after I come back from Greensburg this weekend.” I waved my hands at her.
“I can’t wait that long.” She shot me an evil glare.
“Well, you’ll have to.”
She made a rude noise as I turned and headed for the bathroom once again, not turning to see what she might be doing behind my back. She was going to be trouble, and I knew it. She’d probably follow me on my date, and I doubted I could explain to Callahan why I needed to deliver a message to some random man in the middle of our evening out.
After showering, I returned to my closet to see Mrs. Williams still sitting in my favorite chair, pouting. I hoped she realized she’d have to move it when I wanted to sit and read. I refused to let the spirits take over my home.
I grabbed a pair of black slacks from my closet, along with my favorite sweater, and wiggled into them.
“Do you always dress so scantily for work?” she hissed.
“I’m wearing a turtleneck!”
She rolled her eyes.
“I hardly think this outfit is questionable.” I snorted defensively.
“You should wear nice, conservative business suits like me.” She waved her hand over her body, showcasing her suit for me.
“No, thanks!” I said as I grabbed my purse and bolted from the room, slamming the door behind me for emphasis.
A short time later I was in my car headed for town. Mindy’s boyfriend was picking her up from my house and I was looking forward to a quiet ride into town, alone, in my car.
Alas, it wasn’t meant to be. It was a beautiful morning; the only bad part was Mrs. Williams was perched in the seat next to me. She was still badgering me about my attire. Abe was in the backseat trying to discuss politics with me. The drone of noise was almost unbearable. I flipped on the radio to drown out the racket. How was I going to deal with all these spirits? It was enough to make me pull all my hair out of my head.
*
The day passed uneventfully. My watch read 6:30 pm. I had just enough time to finish my makeup and then jump in the car and zip over to the store to meet Callahan. I slipped on my dress and slid on a layer of pretty-in-pink lip gloss.
I had tried what seemed like a million different hairstyles, but nothing seemed right. A twist, straight, and pulled tight into a sleek ponytail to name a few. Finally, I’d decided I’d go with long and flowing, since most of the time my hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Something new could be refreshing. I wore a sexy-but-not-too-sexy little black dress that hugged my curves in, I hope, all the right places. Lastly, I slid on the strappy stilettos borrowed from Mindy and walked out of the bedroom door.
Abe and Mrs. Williams were standing there, eyeing me up and down. Mrs.
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