They say a child’s laughter is a beautiful thing. Well, see how beautiful you find it the first time you hear a giggle outside your bedroom door at three in the morning.
ghost boy, zombie bird, nighttime fingers, and yet the biggest hauntings here are regret and self-recrimination. not a scary story, but a good one; about the slippery ways of grief and the slow shedding of burdensome guilt as a woman mourns her mother along an unexpected path to healing, involving the companionship of entities both living and variously dead.
and of course there’s a cat, silly.
SHORT REVIEW FOR A SHORT STORY
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