The Ghost In Our Store

It doesn't matter how old I grow or how much wisdom I attain… In life there will always be some things I do not understand… some things that cannot be explained. I clean our bookstore early every Sunday morning…because I've found I enjoy the time all by myself….with no one else around. I like it when there's no one in the store…alone…all by myself… and our playful ghost decides to push a Harry Potter book off of the shelf. She or he is not a scary ghost…for I have never been in fear… and this has been the extent of our relationship for the last five years. That is until this Sunday morning…when I stopped in to clean the store… and I saw the words, ‘how are you? …on my phone… words that were not there before…. How are you? Made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and if I had any hairs on my head I'm sure they would have stood up too… So I quickly typed onto my phone…'I'm fine…and how are you? ' Of course being a playful ghost she did not answer… never even gave a reason why…. so I continued to clean the the store and as I locked up I turned back to our ghost, waved and said…goodbye. Books that fly off our shelf…the words ‘how are you? on my phone… make me smile…and I maintain… these wonderful little mysteries of life…need never be explained. Yes, for our little bookstore ghost…I'm happy just letting her be… and I can't wait until next Sunday to see…what she might have in store for me.