The Ghost in the Tree


Nicky’s face plunges back into its bleak hiding place between his knees rendering his answer inaudible to the ghost whose ectoplasmic body stretches a tad too much causing it to fall off the overhanging branch, a super-sized blob hitting the boys like a brisk cold gush of sticky musky mist and covering them—from head to toe— in ghost.

Author: lossofgravity