A Ghost Of A Chance
by Catherine Mickle
She glared at him as he sat behind the desk flipping through a stack of papers. So unconcerned, so unaware . . . Oh, the boy deserved a comeuppance! And she was just the ghost to give him one.
A speculative gleam sparked her gaze as she eyed him from her perch. Just how much progress, she wondered, had she made with her supernatural skills?