I watched as my mother got into her little, dark blue Sedan in her nurse scrubs and sped off down the opposite side of the street. As soon as it was all clear I ran back into the house, I looked for any evidence to my mother’s lying. Of course if she was the one to place Sofia inside that bathtub she would have moved her. I ruffled with some envelopes on the dining table, nothing but bills were in the pile and I finally gave up looking in it.
I then walked into our living room. It was a bit smaller than normal ones but still all the more comfortable after a hard day’s work. I was going through the magazine pile on the coffee table when I began hearing moaning from behind. But that had to be impossible because there was a wall behind me and on the other side of that is the outside. It came again, more loudly this time and I recognized the feminine tone in it.
“Sofia?”
I banged against the wall. “I knew you were in there! Hold on baby I’ll find a way to get you out of there.” I ran my hands along the wall hoping in some Scooby-Doo way it would open on its own. But as I reached the edge with no luck the moaning stopped. The room went completely silent.
“Sofia?” I called out. I reached for one of my mother’s iron golf clubs from the umbrella bowl and whacked at the wall, tearing it down piece by piece.
“Harold!”
The club slipped from my hands and I faced the voice. My mother stood gazing over the chaos I had created, her mouth hanging right open, and a look of complete shock.
“I can explain---“
“---Well you better start. Because right now I am ready to send you to military school. If you did not like that wall why didn’t you just tell me.”
I could have gone with that excuse, but instead I went with the direct approach. “I heard Sofia…behind the wall.”
She stared at me for a long time. “You heard Sofia?”
I nodded my head.
“Your dead girlfriend?”
“You don’t believe me.” I sat on the couch.
“Well yeah, it’s kind of hard to with all the facts about. I know you saw her father hold the funeral, you got an invitation. That’s proof enough that you are just hearing things. And ghosts are not real.”
“Why did you come back so early?” I asked, trying to change the subject.
“Forgot my work badge.” She held it up.
I smiled at her. “Okay. I’m sorry.”
“Just get back to school and do your best. I will call Dr. Sleppard tomorrow.” She kissed my forehead and left.
My smile dropped. There was one thing I knew about my mother, she was a compulsive liar and that she really sucked at it.
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