“This is the year I get a girlfriend.” That was my usual end of summer resolution, my solemn vow before the school year started again and again.  Sometimes I’d say it to myself, sometimes to my brother as we contemplated the have-kissed versus the have-not-kissed and why we were still in the latter group.  “This [...]

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“What time is your grandfather’s ghost supposed to be at your mom’s house?” I asked Amy as I stumbled into the bathroom. “8:30.  We’re late,” she answered, touching up in the mirror. “Ghosts eat breakfast, why not lunch?  Or dinner?  Snacks?” “He comes in the morning, that’s it.  Are you coming?” “No.” I missed last [...]

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