The curling light from the kerosene lamp, on the dresser, helps light a path through the midnight. I was able to find my way home. It has been six years now since I left I visit as often as I can. The children are doing well with their studies. My wife, Vera, was hired at the factory. She has chosen to resume an isolated existence, and I approve of that. I’m sorry that I hampered her with ambivalence. It hasn’t turned out the way we both had hoped. Death is always harder on those left behind. 

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1 month ago

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Margarida Brei
Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
1 month ago

What a powerful ending- the Kerosene lamp lights the ghost back home! Very unexpected!

Thompson Emate
Thompson Emate(@thompson-emate)
1 month ago

An emotional story. Indeed, ‘Death is always harder on those left behind’. It takes a lot of courage to stand.

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Linda Rock
Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
1 month ago

It’s comforting to know that those who have passed still watch over us and very true that it’s so much harder on those left behind. I like that the lamp guided him home, Melissa. Nicely done.

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 month ago

Hello, Melissa. Your title caught my attention. I love it. It reminds me of my childhood days when there is no electricity and we only used kerosene lamps to light up the whole house. And I strongly agree with Linda, your story is so comforting to know that those who have passed still watch over us. Well done. 

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Reply to  Melissa Taggart
1 month ago

You’re most welcome, Margarida.

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Emily O'Leary
Emily O'Leary(@emily-oleary)
1 month ago

Death is certainly hard on those left behind, but I do imagine sometimes how awful it must be to linger.

You can watch over your family, but it must be awful to not really be present. To watch them move on whilst you remain stationary!

Lovely story Melissa — perhaps we should all keep a light on, to help restless spirits find their way home!

Marianna Pieterse
Marianna Pieterse(@marianna-pieterse)
1 month ago

Initially I thought he had a cheek to visit and ‘approve’ of his wife’s choices as he shouldn’t have left, but then I read the last line. It was totally unexpected and it put the whole story in perspective. Great story, Melissa!

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