Ghost Blows a Kiss by Carolyn Hart

Author:Carolyn Hart [Carolyn Hart]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severn House
Published: 2021-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

Sam’s office was a warm refuge from the chill of the terrace. I turned on the lights. The thermostat was still set at 72. I hurried to his desk, slipped into the chair, tapped his computer, checked e-mail.

I found the report I sought, factual, matter-of-fact, but to me the words loomed as large as the iconic sign on the famous hill above Hollywood. I clapped my hands together. Oh yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

The cat lifted her head, looked at me curiously. I arrived eager to share my news, but Fran wasn’t home. The cat turned away from me, walked past me as a car door slammed. I looked out the window.

Fran stood beside Don’s red Corvette, hands on the sill of the door. The wind tousled her golden ringlets, tugged at her navy-blue cardigan. ‘Thank you. Thank you for a perfect day.’

The car remained in place as Fran came up the walk. On the porch she turned and smiled and waved. She stepped inside and closed the door and only then did a deep rumble sound as Don drove away. She was smiling as she took two steps and scooped up the black cat. She buried her face in Muff’s neck for a moment then lifted her head and began to sing, ‘Oh What a Beautiful Day!’ Oklahomans know and love the song which opens the musical Oklahoma! Her alto voice was rich and strong and she curved into a slow dance step, holding Muff.

I am a robust soprano and I know all the lyrics. I joined in on the second verse.

Fran stopped for an instant, her head jerking as she searched for her duet partner. Muff squirmed free and dropped to the floor.

I came near and reached out to grasp Fran’s hands in mine. I tugged. ‘Let’s dance.’ After only an instant’s resistance, she joined in the lyrics and we made a high stepping circle in the small foyer. We finished, laughing and breathless.

I dropped her hands and clapped.

Fran clapped in response. ‘Today who cares if I’m nuts? It doesn’t matter. Why not a duet? I’ve had the most beautiful day and I’m happy and it’s a long time since I’ve been happy.’

‘I’m happy, too.’ To celebrate, I Appeared in a gorgeous sea-blue short-sleeve jersey knit dress accented with multicolored swirls. ‘We sing well together.’

She tilted her head, studied me. ‘I remember your hair. That’s just how I imagined it before. Red like a splash of sunset. Everything’s hazy in my mind about last night. I thought I imagined you because I was upset. Now I’m happy and I see you. Go figure. But anyway, here you are again.’ She gave an approving nod. ‘Nice dress. I have to hand it to my imagination. If I’m going to hang out with a figment, why not a good-looking redhead in a knockout dress?’

I grinned, ‘Flattery will get you a gold star.’

‘Gold star? I remember the first time I took home a report card with a gold star. My mom made brownies and she put buttercream stars on each brownie.

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