"And it was that utterance,
that sweet utterance from your lips:
‘come back to me, my odd-boy’
that utterance which floods me with such belonging,
that also blew lost whispers among our guests to wak...
"If there ever were a ghost for us to meet, that I could trust to not haunt my husband’s nightmares for life, I’d like to think it would be her." Part 1/4
"And it was that utterance,
that sweet utterance from your lips:
‘come back to me, my odd-boy’
that utterance which floods me with such belonging,
that also blew lost whispers among our guests to wak...
"If there ever were a ghost for us to meet, that I could trust to not haunt my husband’s nightmares for life, I’d like to think it would be her." Part 1/4