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It doesn’t matter how old I grow or how much wisdom I attain…

In life there will always be some things I do not understand…

some things that cannot be explained.

I clean our bookstore early every Sunday morning…because I’ve found

I enjoy the time all by myself….with no one else around.

I like it when there’s no one in the store…alone…all by myself…

and our playful ghost decides to push a Harry Potter book off of the shelf.

She or he is not a scary ghost…for I have never been in fear…

and this has been the extent of our relationship for the last five years. 

That is until this Sunday morning…when I stopped in to clean the store…

and I saw the words, ‘how are you?…on my phone…

words that were not there before….

How are you? Made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up

and if I had any hairs on my head I’m sure they would have stood up too…

So I quickly typed onto my phone…’I’m fine…and how are you?’

Of course being a playful ghost she did not answer…

never even gave a reason why….

so I continued to clean the the store

and as I locked up I turned back to our ghost, waved and said…goodbye.

Books that fly off our shelf…the words ‘how are you? on my phone…

make me smile…and I maintain…

these wonderful little mysteries of life…need never be explained.

Yes, for our little bookstore ghost…I’m happy just letting her be…

and I can’t wait until next Sunday to see…what she might have in store for me.