Watching Me

“I don’t think anyone is really reading this anymore.” Lacey muses.

“You had over a 150 views last week.” says Michael.

“That’s not really that many. And I don’t know but I get the sense that my audience is dwindling. They probably are either too disturbed or think I’m crazy by this point.”

He smiles. “You prefer that though, in a way.”

“I do. If you’re a ghost and who you say you are…and God has allowed me to talk to you…I like that it’s getting quiet.” She lays back and considers wearing a facial mask.

“We’re the married couple at the key party.” he says.

“Are we?” she asks.

“Yes.” he smiles and lays next to her.

“I can’t believe my bad health as of late. It’s confounding. Almost as confounding as this.”

“This being the ghosts and all?”

“Yes.”

“You’ll feel a lot better tomorrow.”

“Do you pray for me?”

“Yes!” yells Louis, interrupting.

And at that Lacey cries.

Today as she watched the hurricane in Florida it occurred to her what a mess it all is. How she has to let it all be what it is.

“No. You don’t. You can rest rest here with me.” says Michael.

“What about Lem and Louis?”

“If they deserve you, it’ll all work out. Otherwise, you’re already in Heaven with me and it’s just a matter of living out your life as best you can with God’s mercy and help.”

“Have I made you happy?”

He laughs. “Where are you?”

“I’m in the Macy’s store downtown in Saint Paul. In 2006 or 2007 or so. By Starbucks and the escalators.”

“How old are you?”

“I’m 23 or 24.”

He grins. “That’s when you died inside far too much for God to ignore.”

“Really?!”

“Yes.”

Silence.

“Try to recall it. It will come to mind eventually.” Then he leans over and kisses her forehead. “If there’s someone better for you there’s someone better for me. But it’s less likely than you think.”

“I have loved her though. I still do.” muses Lem.

Louis rolls his eyes. “Someday, if we’re together this will all be a joke. Not on them on evil.” he says to Lacey.

“Haha! Not on your life, buddy.” says Lem to Louis.

“Right.” Michael says rolling his eyes. And at that they lay on Terrazzo floors near an escalator.

“This is far more comfortable than it is alive.”

“When you die fighting for your life God cares.”