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The Ex-Files

“What are you doing here?” I demanded of the intruder, who had no right to be here.

“I’ve come back.”

“What! You can’t just come back! You’ve gone, forever, I remember it.”

“Yes, but I promised that I’d stay with you forever.”

I paused, it was true, it was the same time she’d promised me she’d never die. But we broke up last year and she died last Tuesday. I honestly couldn’t say which one hurt me more.

“But, you’re dead.” I blurted out, a little inconsiderately, what if she didn’t know she was dead? I probably should have let her down a bit more gently.

“Yes, I am a bit dead, but I was given the option to come back and fulfill my promise to you.”

“But you also promised you’d haunt George Lucas forever after you saw Phantom Menace.”

“Oh, yeah, well they were prepared to let me do that as well but look at this.” She reached out and touched me, she felt solid.

“You mean we can…?”

“Yep, race you!” She ran in the direction of the bedroom, straight through the wall, I felt that was a little unfair.

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