Look, it’s Pittsburgh. It happens. Just roll with it, man.
That’s what Cassie does:
I hadn’t planned to end the evening dancing with a ghost.
That was before I rounded the corner of Fifth and Magee and nearly ran through Joseph Dawson. One semi-awkward almost collision and a turned ankle later, I had a handsome older ghost helping me to my feet, while asking me if I was all right.
Do you want more? You can have more! I wrote “Callipygous Waltz” a few years ago, inspired by an image from Cedar Sanderson. You can find it and thirty other shorts in my collection of flash fiction, One October Night.
I especially liked the one about imposter syndrome!