The Ghost in the Closet
by M.K.
Theodoratus
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BLURB:
Some
say the ability to see ghosts is a gift, but after losing her job, Dumdie
Swartz says, “Hogwash”.
Since
she was a child, Dumdie has seen ghosts and has developed several quirks to
cover the fact so she wouldn’t need to explain herself or be exploited. When
her boss witnesses several of these occasions, he fires her, thinking that she
suffers from a mental issue that could be a liability to his business.
Without
a job and money, Dumdie becomes just another old, homeless woman living out of
her car. As winter approaches, her luck changes, and she secures a private room
in a homeless shelter, but it isn’t as private as she thinks. The ghost of the
former owner of shelter haunts the room where she died, searching for the
misplaced will that guarantees the shelter would continue to exist as she so
desired.
Dumdie
must make a decision. Does she continue to hide her gift in fear of upsetting
people or appearing insane? Does she go out on a limb and try to save the
shelter, the room they have given her, and herself in the process.
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Excerpt
The closet was colder than the room, making her shiver
harder. Rather than hang a sweater on the rail, she put it on. It’s nice to be
in a real room again even if it’s so small.
Though the ceiling was high enough Dumdie didn’t have to
stoop, the room still felt like a straight jacket with its small desk and chair
and the narrow bed and three-drawer dresser. Her shoulders hunched together as
she tried to avoid the pressure of their presence. Dumdie plopped down on the
bed and examined the room. Stared at the closet, a gaping hole in the faded
flowers of the wallpaper.
Strange. Someone put wallpaper in an attic room? Dumdie
thought hard as she tried to figure out an acceptable answer to her question.
Oh, it was the maid’s room.
Still, the closet bothered her, a scratching on the back of
her mind. Nothing strange should lurk in there. It was a bare nook with a rod
running across it for hangers. She had counted thirty of them, snuggled up
together as if they liked each other. Touching. Dumdie shivered. Though she
tolerated Hanna being near her, people pawing at her bothered her. The walls of
the room were almost as bad. If she stretched her arms out, it’d take two side
steps to reach the wall.
Maybe if the dresser
were out of the room, it’d feel larger? The closet’s large enough to hold it
since I don’t have many clothes.
The dresser rolled easily into the closet on its squeaky
wheels. The shift opened up a long expanse of uninterrupted wall. Dumdie
grabbed her two suitcases to pack the dresser when a bone-chilling fist hit her
in the gut. Dumdie dropped the cases as she staggered back. The cold wrapped
its fingers around her neck, and tears trickled down her cheeks. After months
of controlling her fits, they had returned, as sharp as knives, to torture her.
Slumped on the narrow bed, shoulders hunched, Dumdie’s gaze
stuck to the open closet door. Thin ribbons of cold snaked up her back.
Tendrils of Arctic ice stabbed at her from across the room, pushing her knees
hard against the mean excuse for a bed. She closed her eyes and struggled
against the frigid weight. Sweat trickled down through her gray hair down to
her wrinkled brow.
Memories of her last exit interview rose, her pale-faced
boss hemming and hawing about her excessive daydreaming. What he really feared
were my so-called TIAs, Dumdie harrumphed. Easier to think I was having small
strokes rather than seeing things. Stupid man thought I’d increase the store’s
health insurance premiums.
Knowing his books better than he did, she couldn’t bring
herself to blame him. She took her Social Security early but couldn’t find another
job. Without enough to live on, she lost her apartment when her poker winnings
couldn’t make the rent even if her card counting put her ahead of the game. She
didn’t dare win too much.
Dumdie shoved her anger under a mental rock. Displaying
emotions got her into trouble, even as a child. She pushed the memories of
screaming in frustration when nobody understood and of being locked in the
broom closet, aside.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Hooked by
comic books at an early age, M. K. Theodoratus’ fascination with fantasy
solidified when she discovered the Oz books by L. Frank Baum with his strong
female characters. She has traveled through many fantasy worlds since then.
When she's not reading about other writer's worlds, she's creating her own.
Most of her tales are set in the Far Isles where she explores the political
effects of genetic drift on a mixed elf human population. She also writes about
gargoyles, magic, ghosts and other magical beings.
A sixth grade
English assignment started her writing. The teacher assigned a short story.
Theodoratus gave her an incomplete, 25-page Nancy Drew pastiche which turned
into a full novel by the next summer. She’s been writing happily ever after
ever since in two different alternative worlds – that of the Far Isles
Half-Elven and in Andor where humans fight demons in many forms.
Social Media
Links:
Author
Website – http://www.mktheodoratus.com
Twitter –
https://twitter.com/kaytheod
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