Thanks to Jan for her entry in to this month’s writing prompt of ‘Halloween Night’, which is a bit gentler than some stories that I’ve read for this time of year! No spooky witches or zombies here, just a blast from the past! I hope you enjoy :).
“So, I had just zapped my micro meal for one, changed into PJs and put my slippers on when the doorbell rang.
“Jamie, good grief! Oh my god, I heard you had died. Thought you were in heaven and all that?”
“Yes, well almost Gemma. But do you remember we made a pledge to each other, that whoever went first we would try to come back and tell the other what it was like? Remember?”
“Yes of course I remember, but I didn’t expect to be haunted by my ex Fiance, who I hadn’t seen for a couple of years, just because it’s Halloween! Plus, you look too good to be a ghost!”
“Well when we come back still look like ourselves,” he chuckled.
“Oh, I see. Well, whatever, it’s nice to see you after all this time. So spill, what’s it like? Is it how we’d always imagined?”
“It’s wonderful! No clocks, so we don’t need to know the time, and in some parts, no windows, so we don’t need to worry about what’s going on in other places. Bright lights, dancing, lots of laughter, a few tears. So many interesting people too. Elvis, Frank Sinatra; well all The Rat Pack actually, and the food’s great!”
“Great food? In Heaven?”
“No you twit, what do you mean Heaven? I thought you were joking. No, I’m talking about Vegas! I’ve been living there for the past year and it’s all I ever dreamt of! My idea of Heaven!”
“B b but I thought you were dead!”
“Dead? You numpty, I’ve never felt more alive! So alive that I thought I’d come back and tell you all about it! Well, what do you say? Fancy joining me in Paradise?”
— © Jan Strickland