The Ghost I Married Twice
Language: en
I've been able to see ghosts since I was a child. I can't speak to them, only watch. On our fifth wedding anniversary, I prepared a whole table of food and waited for my husband Ethan to come home. When I looked up, I saw his ghost. He was curled up in the corner of the living room, his face deathly pale and gray, staring at me intently. I felt like I'd fallen into an ice pit. Trembling, I reached for my phone, wanting to call him. Before I could dial, the door opened. Ethan walked in and hugged me gently like always. "Sorry, honey. I got held up at work." He held me in his arms. I…