Eager for sainthood, the bishop faked his death. He hoped to watch his own canonization from afar.
“Saintly Haunting”
There is a new bishop in town. And a new ghost.
There is a new bishop in town. And a new ghost.
Eager for sainthood, the bishop faked his death. He hoped to watch his own canonization from afar.
Inspired by my favorite book as a child (“The Little Red Caboose That Ran Away”), this originally appeared with Workshop (defunct online journal of short fiction).
“We just don’t need you,” the railroader said. “We don’t need any cabooses.”
Imagine this arcade game is haunted. Who is haunting this and why?