Ghost of a Chance - By Kirkendoll, Kara Page 0,19

room and much more personal it seemed. The light that she had seen was coming from two large glass doors that led to the back yard.

Her ghost must have tired as she didn’t feel it following her anymore. Maybe it was a demon, she doubted that though. Did demons play the piano and dress up in dust clothes? She doubted that as well.

Through the two glass doors she found the swimming pool. It looked like it had been redone as well. She could tell that even though the original stone had been used around the top of the pool, the inside of the pool and the fact that it had a new filter (with a sun faded store sticker) had to have been done in her life time. It had been covered at one time, but part of the cover had been blown up from the wind letting a little rain water in the shallow end and lots of leaves. That was going to be a nasty slimy mess to clean up.

There was some beautiful patio furniture that looked like it had been made of a very heavy iron. The whole area was astounding. How someone could have the money to put into building a home like this was beyond her imagination let alone fixing it up and never even getting the chance to live there.

Looking back at the house, Drew was beginning to understand a little more why no one wanted to live there. Just being out from under that roof gave her a sense of aloneness that she didn’t have when she was inside of the house. There were eyes on her in there, very angry, irritated eyes.

She uncovered the pool the rest of the way and found some pool supplies including a net in a little shed near the pool. The shed was new and so were the pool chemicals and electric pool cleaners that were stashed in the shed. Whoever had bought this house had sure spent a lot of money updating it. She imagined that they just didn’t want to share. She still couldn’t believe that she bought it for only $5,000 though. The guy must have been really afraid of her roommate. She knew that he had lost a whole heck of a lot of money by selling it to her that cheap.

She decided to run through the nasty slimy water, which was luckily only about ankle deep, with a net and try to push it down to where the drain was. She had also found a broom and a water hose to help clean as well. Since the pool hadn’t been too dirty it only took her about twenty minutes to get it clean enough to start filling it up. She figured that she would let that little funny crawling pool cleaner suck on the bottom where the leaves had stained the pool once she had the pool filled up. She found the plug for the drain in the shed as well and had just turned on the hose when she heard a doorbell ring.

The noise just about made her jump out of her boots, which were slimy from the pool now. She kicked them off at the back door and headed through the hallway to the front of the house. The man at the door looked a little uneasy. He had a paper for her to sign and she had a check already made out to the power company. They shook hands after a little small talk and after only about five minutes Drew’s world lit up like a bonfire. Just as it had been lit up the night before, she thought. So her guest had some pretty powerful tricks up his or her sleeve.

She heard the air conditioner kick on and blessed whoever had installed central air in the place. It hadn’t been too bad the night before, but she had had her work out that day and the air conditioner was now a God send.

She was hoping that the ice maker in the freezer would kick on soon. She put a diet soda in the freezer though in hopes that it would be nice and chilled when she got out of the bath. She realized that she was going to have to wait a little bit for some hot water though and opted for a nap first. She still had a lot of cleaning to do (and some uncovering and exploring as well). The ghost hadn’t bothered her since she