A Haunting in the Living Room

“So that’s the haunting?”

“Yup,” said Charlie.

The blue triangle hovered in midair, making a soft humming sound. Florence scratched her nose and cocked her head to one side. “What’s it the ghost of?”

“Dunno. Not a person, definitely.”

“Jackie’s house has a ghost. It manifests as an insect swarm.”

“Sounds gross.” Charlie continued playing his video game.

Flo shrugged. “Keeps the floors clean. You gonna get it exorcised?”

“Nah. It’s got a nice kind of white noise tone. Maybe if it starts dumping squirrel carcasses again.”

“Was it doing that?”

“Either that or a stray cat. Not sure which.”