The figure raised a hand towards the window. Before it could knock, I turned on the porch light and opened the front door wide.
« HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? »
The ghost jumped. He turned to run away, but he tripped over the bottom of his sheet and fell.
I turned on the porch light.
The fabric slipped off her head.
I almost dropped my phone.
« ELAINE?! »
My mother-in-law was frozen beside the flowerbed, wearing her usual pink slippers.
For a few seconds, neither of us said a word.
« You’re going to wake up the neighbors! »
Then I pointed at Owen’s window. « You scared your own grandson? »
Elaine quickly wrapped herself in the sheet. « Lower your voice! You’ll wake the neighbors! »
« Oh, believe me, that’s the least of your worries. »
Elaine tried to explain that she had just come to check the decorations.
« In a sheet? At midnight? »
