Ugh. My eMoTiOnS. This was poignant. Keep it together scoot.
My grandfather died when I was 12. One of the things he said on his deathbed while he was still lucid was “the closest shot we have at immortality is through your grandchildren”. Here’s to keeping our grandfathers alive 🍺
(PS, his actual last lucid words were to my grandmother. She walked in and he said “Hello, beautiful”)
Anyway brb got to go emotionally process this.
PS “The sea whispered its own counsel” is an excellent turn of phrase.
I was just about to say that myself! That is a wonderful line, that really is. I also loved the choice of the Tennessee Waltz for the song that Tillford whistles. Really sets the tone of the scene, you know?
Well that was certainly different. And here I thought the kid was, well, you know. Such a great spin on it. Absolutely beautiful. (When I grow up, I wanna write like you.)
Ah, that was sweet and just little chilly dose of creepy for a minute or two. Oh, and just a little drop of sad for a lingering night cap. I feel very satisfied! Thanks.
This was both unexpected and beautiful to read. I could hear the rustle of the newspaper being folded, hear the sweet refrain of the Tennessee Waltz and the groan of the old bus, and most of all, feel the bittersweet gift of a second chance to talk with a loved one gone for a long time.
It's challenging to write supernatural stories without creating the word equivalent of jump scares. Instead, this fiction pulls on the heart strings and keeps its air of mystery. Nice work!
Wow, wow, wow, S.E.! You surely drove us along in that night shift, shuttle bus! Like how your lines were changing our revelation, a sentence at a time. I had to downshift to take in each new view. Just so well written and engaging! Kudos, S.E.! (I'm reading this in the day, but by night there'd be chills!)
Ugh. My eMoTiOnS. This was poignant. Keep it together scoot.
My grandfather died when I was 12. One of the things he said on his deathbed while he was still lucid was “the closest shot we have at immortality is through your grandchildren”. Here’s to keeping our grandfathers alive 🍺
(PS, his actual last lucid words were to my grandmother. She walked in and he said “Hello, beautiful”)
Anyway brb got to go emotionally process this.
PS “The sea whispered its own counsel” is an excellent turn of phrase.
I was just about to say that myself! That is a wonderful line, that really is. I also loved the choice of the Tennessee Waltz for the song that Tillford whistles. Really sets the tone of the scene, you know?
Well that was certainly different. And here I thought the kid was, well, you know. Such a great spin on it. Absolutely beautiful. (When I grow up, I wanna write like you.)
What a wonderfully inventive and sweet ghost story. I was genuinely surprised and very invested.
Ah, that was sweet and just little chilly dose of creepy for a minute or two. Oh, and just a little drop of sad for a lingering night cap. I feel very satisfied! Thanks.
Were there a "Ghost bus" I would ride
For the chance to see my parent's parent's who have passed
Memories of them are all I have and they fade with time
I can remember few of their wyrds or their Rhyme.
Faces I can barely remember and rarely see
I know that one day my children's children will
lose their memories of me.
I thought this story was headed somewhere sinister, but I loved the ending. A great read!
I loved this S.E.! Obviously, I’m a sucker for ghost stories.🤓 Tilford is great, we need more of him and Sam at 3 a.m.
This was both unexpected and beautiful to read. I could hear the rustle of the newspaper being folded, hear the sweet refrain of the Tennessee Waltz and the groan of the old bus, and most of all, feel the bittersweet gift of a second chance to talk with a loved one gone for a long time.
Great story, I love stuff like this. Loved how Tilford whistled, and the description of the shuttle.
Emotionally charged suspense. Clever stuff, beautifully written
It's challenging to write supernatural stories without creating the word equivalent of jump scares. Instead, this fiction pulls on the heart strings and keeps its air of mystery. Nice work!
Wow, wow, wow, S.E.! You surely drove us along in that night shift, shuttle bus! Like how your lines were changing our revelation, a sentence at a time. I had to downshift to take in each new view. Just so well written and engaging! Kudos, S.E.! (I'm reading this in the day, but by night there'd be chills!)
Excellent twist.
Excellent story! I could feel the tension/suspense from the opening lines. I was gripped instantly and didn’t see the twist coming at all.
Brilliant.
LOved this! A poignant evocation of something already...not known...but sensed! Beautifully controlled writing.