A ghost story in honor of Halloween, available only to paid subscribers and patrons:
It would be nice if I could say I knew her car was haunted the very second I got in, but that's just pride. Fear, too, maybe, of getting old.
Used to be, I could spot a ghost from three blocks away. Didn't even need to see its haunt, but there's that pride again. I hear you, boy. Lie back down.
It was a long time since I was in the profession. I was glad of it. I came to Bulgaria for love, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't consider the other thing. "Escape" would be too dramatic a way of putting it, but let's just say I was ready to quit eating the dead.
https://danielmbensen.substack.com/p/haint-blue-salt?r=7etwc
https://www.patreon.com/posts/haint-blue-salt-114939036