"My grandma told me about you lot..." he murmured slowly as though remembering something from a long time ago. "She said that you ghosts can't see eac...h other; and that you only want to talk to the living, that the dead have no interest for you..." But the living can't see us," she sighed sadly. "I sit on my stone every day and I call out to whoever is passing by ... but they never reply ... and then yesterday; they spent hours at my bed, playing around with my stone ... and then a little while. He was dangerously charming. “Let me carry them for you. I don’t want to see you falling down again.” His breath smelled delicious like he had just sucked on a candy cane. She felt her body temperature increasing. “That’s alright, you don’t have to do that.” “But I want to,” he said with a genuine grin. “We live in the same apartment, by the way. I see you getting in the elevator all the time. It’s really no trouble at all.” They walked in silence for the remainder of the trip, letting the. The local shops were fine for essentials and even for small luxuries, but for the rest, no, a big supermarket was needed occasionally. As he passed through the village, he saw a fish van in the car park and stopped to see, he liked fresh fish. Plenty to tempt him, finally he bought some plaice, probably too much but then he could freeze some, and Nobby and Toby would help out. As he turned to walk back to the car, thinking ‘coffee?’ He noticed the three women from the ferry, waiting at the bus. I looked at JJ. She was riding, bouncing up and down to the trot. We finished riding and put the horses away. A few months later she called me, asking if I could come over for the weekend. I of course said yes. The weekend came soon and we hung out around her house. Then she said that she had to go to the store. I told her that it was okay and I went with her. I stayed in the car while she went in and when she came out she had a paper bag. I asked her what she had. Whiskey and soda was her.