This is a story for Carolyn. The rest will follow soon.

This is a Halloween ghost story-well not quite-- its more a ghost love story. Its all true, well as true as a old mans memories. But its my story and I am sticking to it. You see I am part of the story.
Many years ago there was a man by the name of R.G. Clark. When R.G. was a young man he made the decision that before he married he would become secure and be able to support a family ( they did that in those days). He and a friend Jim Hulse started a clothing store.
It was a success and R.G. decided it was time to start a family. And he was lucky-he found Grace, a blind date. She was the love of his life, the wait was worth it.
As a Wedding gift he built them a 3 story brick Craftsman home with a full basement. It even had a full bar in the basement so they could have parties during prohibition. Grace decorated the house-picked put the rugs, the china, the curtains-she made it their home.
Life was good, they were in love-only one thing was missing-children. The one thing they wanted most, they were told they could never have. But that was ok, they had each other-that was all the love two people needed.
Then one weekend it came undone-the world ended. After 11 years they had never slept apart, not one night-they didn’t know if they could………
R.G. had to take a train trip to Chicago for a trade show. He didn’t want to go-Grace wasn’t feeling well. She told him to go-it would be ok. It would be ok.
R. G. left, had a good trip and came home. When he entered he called Graces name. No answer, he looked in the kitchen, the back yard, the basement-no Grace.
He finally went upstairs. He found her. In the bed they had shared for 11 years. She was asleep, in a sleep he was unable to wake her from.
They never found what caused her passing-she had just died.
R.G. sat beside her for a full day. He sat with her alone, grieving before he could call and have her taken from their home. Before he could let his love be taken from him.