Paul Shapera
Dear Departed Deidre
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Deidre, and what she most wanted was to be a witch – but she had no idea how, nor books to tell her. So she'd simply make up her own spells, charms, and potions with which she'd try to call up ghosts, channel the moon, fly like the dark. But, for all of her fun, the spells never quite worked. When a potion she tested on the dog made him vomit all over the house, her parents went bеrserk. They yellеd, she cried, and as she ran to her room, “I hope you never, ever see me again!” she screamed. She tried and she tried her spell of invisibility, still trying on the drive to Aunt Vivian's for tea
They never did make it to Aunt Vivian's house. The carriage overturned, and all three of them died – but Deidre remained as a ghost, who wandered the city, unseen and unheard by all those who pass by
Twice every century, her parents reincarnate. Always, they find one another again. They meet, fall in love, but never have children, and several years later are once again dead
Deidre waits decades for her parents to surface. Once they do, she sits beside them everyday. Unseen and unknown, she is always with them until, once again, they are taken away