Spooky

Topic of this entry: ghosts. I’ve been meaning to write about this for a while now. One morning, while breakfasting with all my restaurant coworkers, I witnessed the following conversation between two friends.

“Haven’t you see the ghosts in the garden?”
“Of course, there are always shadows moving around. Lots of people have seen them.”

After awhile others join in, commenting on how they’ve felt a presence or seen things fall and break on their own. Eventually, they turn to me, the only one of the bunch that’s actually around the vineyard at night (since I live here).

“Julia, have you noticed anything strange?”

I really want to say, “Of course not, ” because the idea frightens the scardy cat in me. But truth be told, I can’t say no, because I’ve woken up at night to the sound of the bathroom doors creaking back and forth in the creepiest way. There’s no wind outside and the windows are all closed, anyway. I swear the doors don’t creak during normal daylight hours.

I tell this to my compañeros, who all get excited, saying, “See, see, I told you so!”
It seems pretty common here to at least entertain the idea. Maybe these beings have their place on this vineyard, not unlike me. Is that you, Casper?