Ghost Dad

[Herbert Fudge]

“The Bloody Baron is a surly old chap who hadn’t a sense of humour when he was alive,” Herbert retorted, “and has not improved in death! And with centuries ahead of me, I suppose it is possible that I will, indeed, grow tired of it, but I doubt very happen that this will happen soon.”

As he teased the girl, he floated towards her, his crushed legs dangling limply beneath him. Could ghostly bits dangle? Perhaps he ought to interact with more spirits in his day-to-day…death.