This morning, this early early Halloween morning, before the dawn when just a shadow of the trees like black lace can be seen I looked outside and saw a ghost.
Damn it all. I hate ghosts. I barley tolerate the ones I don’t hate. I stepped out on my deck to chase it away when…
He turned and looked at me. My heart would have stopped had it been beating at the time.
“Juliette,” he whispered my name.
I had a million questions and no answers. He never gave any answers. As I stood, trying to get out words that never left my mouth he blew me a kiss and vanished.
Standing numb I thought of just a few hours ago when I lay with my arms around the man I love. Once a man, now a Vampire, never a ghost.
As I turned to go inside a different voice said, “Today is Halloween Vampire.”
I whipped around to find The Ghost, my Ghost, Nigel. “Happy Halloween. Big night?”
“Maybe,” he said with a sly smile, brushing his dark shaggy hair out of his eyes. “You?”
“Just hanging out here with friends and kids. You know, doing the Halloween thing. Sharing some blood and friendship.”
“Have fun. Don’t kill anyone.”
Then he vanished. He does that, just vanishes. But unlike the other ghost he’ll be back.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman