We were getting things ready and waiting for everyone else to show up. I was standing beside the island in the kitchen when Angus and Octavius came into the kitchen. Angus is the ghost that lives in my parents' attic. Mom keeps it clean and tidy up there for her since she knows that she's here now. And that she loves to sit in the attic by the bay window that's up there.
Had Angus been alive still, I swear she would have been stomping. She came up to me and said, "Why Seneca Tempest? Why? Did you have to bring this annoying old nincompoop with you today? Couldn't you have left him at home? You know how much I can not stand him. The man is just plain out rude and disrespectful. You should have left him at home or dropped him down a well somewhere."
"Angus. Angus. Angus! Please, for the lo
