Bang! Bang! Bang!
“We’re closed for the holidays!” Liz yelled back at the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“We’re closed! Come again!” Liz stored the money that she was counting inside the safe behind the kitchen.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“What do you want?” Frustrated, Liz peeked through the window. All she could see was a pile of half-melted snow at dusk.
She walked to the door, opened it slowly and closed it after looking around briefly to make sure there was no one.
The cold air blew inside and made Liz shiver. She quickly collected the papers and hurried to the kitchen.
“Hi, Liz.”
The familiar voice greeted her.
“Johnny…?”
“I don’t mean to scare you. I just came to pick up something to eat and am on my way.”
“But … but, you’re…”
“Dead. I know.”
At that, Johnny was gone, again.
(142 words)
For Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers week of 17-12-2016
I love Johnny’s line “Dead. I know.” 🙂
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Great story! She’s having to feed a hungry ghost! LOL!
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When you are hungry…😉
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LOL! When you are hungry you will come back from the dead to eat. Haha!
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Great job. Makes me wonder about the relationship ship between the two.
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It does … hmmm. Thanks for the visit and comment.
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Maybe she just can’t let him go…
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Hungry Ghosts are the best
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