…and as I open the door leading from my office to the front of the house, I see a pale shape, not much more than the impression of a white dress moving through the light coming in the windows.
It flows from right to left.
I stop. I blink.
It is gone.
My wife went to the market one afternoon this past weekend. The weather was warm and she was wearing a long lavender dress, very lovely. The dress has bare arms and drapes in a style reminiscent of a statue of a Greek goddess.
While she was out, a flash of color caught my eye in the back hallway. I saw the lavender dress, someone on the landing above the stairs leading down to the back door.
I assumed it was my wife but when I went to help carry in the bags, the hallway was empty.
This happened twice before my wife came home.
Then again tonight, I saw someone in the dress move down the back stairs.
My wife was upstairs putting our daughter to bed.
This time, though, the dress was pale blue.