a june ghost story

one… two… three…

You can know where something was, but you can’t know where it is. You don’t know anything, until you look, but then when you look, you only know the past. That was a rule, right? Some German guy.… Hindenburg, maybe. It doesn’t matter. I’ve just been trying to remember. I felt like you’d remember. You always liked physics. It was funny when you became a lawyer.

Anyway, thanks for coming out. It feels like just yesterday we were graduating from high school. I’ve meant to keep in touch with you since your wedding, but of course it’s easier said than done. Me? No, I never did get hitched. It doesn’t really fit with my life, I guess. It’s easier being alone.

You’re right, I never mentioned what it is that I do. It’s a little hard to explain—do you know Vicki Jayne? Yeah, everybody knows Vicki.… She’s performing tonight, yeah. You get tickets? No, of course not. Those tickets were gone the moment they went up for sale. No chance for an average guy like you, even if you had the money. But I c…