Or, An Excerpt From My Upcoming Short Story The Night Trevor’s Soul Came Loose
I spot the nursing station and decide to hold a little sanity test. “Excuse me,” I say to the nearest female, a young woman with way too much foundation on her face. “Do you see the man standing behind me?” I glance back to double-check he’s still there. He is.
I look again. “Is there a person right there?” I point. “See him?”
She leans way over the counter. “Where?”
It’s official. I’m hallucinating. “Never mind.”
The Night Trevor’s Soul Came Loose ms pg 8