Harris

Is that you, father? It is, the apparition replied. How is it on the other side? I asked. Cold, replied the ghost, very cold. I’m sorry to hear that, I said, Is there anything I can do? To this the ghost laughed a ghostly laugh. There is nothing the living can do for the dead, my long dead father replied. Do prayers help? I asked, but already the vision was fading away until only his ghostly laughter remained.