A ghostly modest proposal:
The Return of Kilgore Trout and the debt of the children.
“Well, it is payback time,” the voice of my Father said, KilgoreTrout. This is sort of unusual since my Father has been dead for over fourteenyears. I know this; since I saw him have a massive heart attack in front of meand kick the proverbial bucket. Normally, I am a skeptic to this type of things. However, the ghost thing, I believe since I witnessed it first hand acouple of times.You see. I saw my Grandmother walk down our hall after she died.She has now stopped that and no longer visits. I really do missher. One of the most loving, decent and kind relatives I ever had. However, there still is the ghost of my old man still showing upnow and then. My old man, is not one to be religious, but hisapparition may be caused by his ashes still being stored in thedining room closet. I was going to spread his ashes in his favorite RC modelflying field, but I remember all his broken promises, his drunkenness, andcheap side, so I left him the closet to get even with him. The old man appearsonce in while in a white cloudy image that is visible and faded, but talkative.He checks every couple of years and has been known to freak out thetwo cats. Pops was an animal lover, but the cats find it freaky to be petted by a ghost. They only settle down when he moves the catfood to them.The old man claims that he is limbo, but I thinking he is closer to hell thanhe realizes. He was a good man, didn't discriminate or cheat people, with theexclusion of his drinking problem, cheapness, and a wandering eye, or worseyet his wandering male organ. He wasn't a bad or evil man.