It didn't feel bizarre, but suddenly I was in the cool of Bethesda chapel and the sweat on my skin grew cold. There was Doug's Dad, standing at the altar, tidying away paperwork.
I said "Hi" but he couldn't see me. I sat quietly in one of the pews.
Then I was in Archie's home, sitting at a table. A baby gurgled on his mother's lap. I'd forgotten he had a big sister, she sat eating an apple. His Dad held a newspaper.
They were talking, Dad, Mam and older sister, but what they said was not mine to know.
Neville Hunt 3 months ago
Not quite so scary, this one, but nonetheless, I am sure there’s some horrific stuff just lying there ready to jump onto the page!
Peter Henderson 3 months ago
Hehehe I agree. I love it because I needed to read it 3 times to support the idea I'm dead. Nifty how you take the reader so close and then leave up to them to make the final decision.
Drew Martyn 3 months ago
A little respite perhaps, Neville :)
Thanks for your comments guys, I appreciate it.
(Difficult typing this with our new(ish) cat coming between me and the keyboard :) Oh well...)