It was time for me to find a new father for my next children as it was getting close to when the triplets would leave the house.
I decided that since I hadn’t heard of any new single men moving to town recently that I would try my luck at the graveyard. It had been quite a while since my last set of ghost children had left the house.
It wasn’t long before I met Russ Fortier, I thought he was a very pretty colour for a ghost.
He told me he had died in a house fire. Which of course brought up all the bad memories about the deaths of my parents and my three youngest siblings.
All too soon he was the onecomforting me.
Unfortunately I needed it.
Of course I accepted his kind offer.
We went into the mausaleam to seal the deal. 😉
Afterwards I hung around for a while and asked a few questions.
Like if my family were now ghosts if they were the same colour as he now was? He assured me that they would be. All except my sister Amelia who had died from natural causes.