“Are you hearing anything now?” Adam asked excitedly. I told him I hadn’t and that I usually didn’t, that it was a rare occurrence as of late. It was a lie. As I’d watched the man and his fiancé walk through Quebrada’s front door Claire had cautioned, “Be careful with those two.” The truth was that Claire …
I climbed several steps to the side porch of the cottage style home. Though it was only around five-thirty the grey cloud muted daylight was rapidly fading. The home’s weathered shingles were a faded brown, turned even darker by the rain that had saturated them over the past few days. I peeked in through the …
I hesitated. “No, I don’t think it’s a good idea.” “You haven’t heard anything other than dead people though, right?” Biddy pressed. “You say that as if it’s no big deal.” “Don’t be dramatic.” I huffed. “Just because I haven’t heard a demon talking to me doesn’t mean that I can’t or won’t.” “In this …
ghosts in the burbs 