Your ghost appeared again today. I could put it down to the time of year, what with it being the season for ghosts and apparitions. But I know it isn’t that. It happens all the time. Countless times. So many times that I've learned to live with it. I will be doing something mundane and there you will be. Or I will be speaking with someone and suddenly you will appear. And yet it always startles me. Every single time.
Today, though, was downright eerie. I wasn’t expecting you to appear in an email. Maybe it took me aback because you’ve never done that before. I guess there is a first time for everything. The words written were verbatim you. Classic you. Unmistakably you. The you that would get so annoyed because tone is not easily conveyed via email. And intent so often misconstrued. And I was left wondering how you did that — managing to transcend dialects and an ocean to come out sounding just like you, annoyed and all.
You always were so wonderfully clever. You had a mind like a steel trap. This was just further proof.
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Yes, I guess it is truly the season for ghosts of all sorts.