The Piersons · December 18, 2019 0

After the service, Melany went to the Cho Estate hoping to find some solace. Maybe Brytani’s spirit would be floating around or something. Were ghosts even real? As she meandered through the house, random little things caught her eye she’d never noticed before like memory books full of ticket stubs from shows they saw together; festival t-shirts in shadow boxes; cheap, insignificant knick knacks she brought her as a child; pictures of the two of them. She kept all these stupid little things. Maybe it wasn’t all talk. She really did love her.