Cookies And Ghosts

Cookies And Ghosts

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"A long time ago, I met a young man. He was more handsome than any man I had ever met. He had a funny sense of humor that not everyone got. But I did. You could say it was love at first sight. But really, we were soul mates. Each other's other half. Sounds cheesy, I know." With that, she focused her gaze on me. "I don't suppose you believe in soul mates?" "I don't know. Haven't met mine." I shrugged my shoulders, grabbing the wine glass only to realize it was empty. Without asking Mr Handsome filled it up again. I nodded my thanks. "Anyway, we were deeply in love and got engaged quickly. According to your granddad a bit too quick. He didn't believe in soul mates and didn't trust Thomas. Our dad didn't care, as long as I was happy. The day Thomas and I were supposed to get married, he died in a car crash on his way to the church." Elena sipped from her wine and gazed off in the distance again as if remembering that day. "I was at the altar waiting for him when the police officer came in and told my father. I had already felt something was wrong, but deep down I didn't want to believe it. I broke down and my father carried me to the car and back home. I slept all day and night. In the morning, I saw Thomas again. Right at the foot end of my bed. It embarrassed me as I was not dressed for company. But I forgot about that and jumped into his arms, thinking he was all right. Needless to say, nothing was alright. As I tried to hug him, I fell off the bed as I went right through him."
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