Ghost

I few months ago my sister wrote a "short story" called 'The Ghost'. It is a very profound story that I cannot get out of my head. There are many days that, for some reason, this exact blog pops into my head. I suppose this "Ghost" still likes to haunt me too. Here is what she wrote...

I walk out of the store pushing my cart full of groceries when he appears.
He's walking towards me with his big shit eating grin.

“No” I say as he comes closer to me.

He laughs, “What’s up dork?”

“No. No. No.” I say quietly as I open my trunk to put my bags in.

I look around for his white truck.

He stands there, with the smile still on his face and asks “What’s wrong with you?”

“You are not doing this to me. I let you go. I’m moving on…” I start pushing the cart to the cart rack.

I feel it getting harder to breathe.

I can feel the tears starting to well up in my eyes.

I walk quickly back to my car and pass him. He’s just standing there with that damn smile.

“No, Brendan. I was in a coma for 6 months and you never came back. Now that I have moved on, you are not going to take me back down.”

I actually felt ok – telling him no.

I was back to breathing normal and the tears never came.

He wasn't mad. He just kept smiling.

“No”, I said one more time and drove off in my car.

On my way home from work almost every day I drive through Beaverdale. Almost every day this blog pops into my head. I always smile about it but it hurts for a little bit. I wasn't even that close to him so I don't really know what my problem is. Well, today it was even worse. Today while driving home I drove next to this...

That damn white hat! In a damn white truck! It just screamed "BRENDAN MAHONEY!". Although I know better....I did a double take. Silently hoping...but silently knowing it wasn't....knowing no matter how slowly I pulled forward it wouldn't be him behind the wheel.

I don't know what it was about him that has made such an impact on ME. My sister I can see...but me? I don't get it. Maybe its because of the impact it did have on my sister...the impact it had on EVERYONE.

RIP Brendan. You still are and always will be greatly missed...