by C. Liam Brown
... In retrospect, I guess it might have been more helpful not to try to convince myself that the person I was about to meet for drinks was the ghost of a friend who'd been dead for seven years, because when I finally got up to leave I was feeling even worse. My phone buzzed again just before I walked out the door. The text message said, "yeaaaaaah baby".
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