“Why did you say that to your father? Those words killed him.” Rachel berated Bruce as he climbed down the stairs wearing a sullen expression.

They were back home. Not their home, but his fathers house. Grief had walked with them home. The aura in the house was different; staled, and ghostly.

Mrs Sarah was in a frenzy and they couldn’t leave her alone. They had sent her to bed after giving her medication to help her sleep. The news of her husband's death left her in shock which was bad ...