Posts Tagged ‘Urban Fantasy’

It being close to Halloween, here’s a short ghost story. Keep the paper tissues handy.

“It’s easier to dismiss ghosts in the daylight.”


I floated over the toilet as my son brushed his teeth. It was a cramped bathroom, but the apartment was cheap. Picking up the tiny water glass, he took a swig, swished it around and spit.

“I’m going to make that sale today, I know I am,” he told the mirror.

You do that son, I know you can.

There was strain in his eyes, creases. He hadn’t slept well. I know, I’d watched over him all night. He rubbed his beard, checking for stray hairs.

“Nah, it’s fine. Looks more manly if it’s a little rough.” He adjusted the blue tie over his white shirt.

I followed as he went to the car, sat with him through the ride to work.

I’m his mother, I have to look out for him. (more…)