I didn’t put everything back in its place. Just the cardboard ghost, a painted pumpkin, and the orange fairy lights.
My husband was watching me from the doorway.
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« I invite our ghost to return. »
Something white moved.
He raised an eyebrow. « Should I call an exorcist? »
« Just keep an eye on Owen. »
I turned off the living room lights and settled down by the window with my phone and a cup of coffee.
For almost two hours, nothing happened.
Then, shortly before midnight, something white moved near our hedge.
I started filming immediately.
I leaned forward.
A tall figure wrapped in a white sheet entered our garden.
My heart started pounding wildly.
The figure stopped near the cardboard ghost, then slowly approached Owen’s bedroom window.
I started filming immediately.
The ghost leaped.
Whoever it was, that person knew exactly where Owen was sleeping.
