| "Do you believe in ghosts?" "No." "Why?" "Because, there're no such things." It bothered him that she didn't even stop to give his question any thought. So quick to dismiss the idea of ghosts. What made her so sure? Oh well, he'd just have to convince her otherwise. "What if I showed you one?" "One what?" "Ghost, of course! Sheesh!" "Stop it. Let's don't waste a pretty summer day like this talking about complete nonsense." |
 |
| VOICES and SUNSHINE |
Now he was mad. He hated how uppity she could get sometimes. She didn't know half of what she thought she did - but even if she did, she was wrong this time. That much he was certain of. "Just let me show you." "Nooooo," she whined. "Let's go skip rocks or climb trees. . .anything but talk about stupid ghosts." "Stupid? Why are they stupid? I happen to think ghosts are cool." She sighed, obviously growing bored with their conversation. She was going to get up and go home if he didn't do something fast. He could see it in her eyes, brooding and blank. "Fine, let's go for a walk. I'll shut up about ghosts." For now, he thought. A smile, however slight, lit his face. |
They should have heard the car approaching from over the hill. . .should have but didn't. It bore down on them without slowing, first smashing into them then discarding their limp bodies along the twisting dirt road. The car sped away, making no attempt to stop. At dawn, the two figures - a boy and a girl - dissipated with the light fog. By noon, with the bright sunshine cascading through the dense forest, voices filled the day. A boy's and a girl's. "Do you believe in ghosts?" |
VOICES and SUNSHINE |
HOME