Last December, a woman I was dating told me she believed in ghosts. We were chatting at a holiday party with two other guests, one of whom manages communications at the Lobero, the oldest theater in California. The place has an amazing history, the communications director, Angie, said. Oh, and it’s haunted. …
Earlier this year, a doctor I’d never met told me about the death of one of his patients:
I remember so well the morning our medical examiner came into my office to tell me about the autopsy. He had just completed his post-mortem examination on a woman …
She was watching from the window
Arms out, hanging from the ledge
Reaching toward me— …
The first time I thought someone might actually hate me, I had just received an email from my first boyfriend, three years after we broke up. He was replying to an invitation I’d sent to meet for coffee …
About a decade ago, a pest control manager emailed me saying he had a big problem. At six military facilities he oversaw, …
Remember the good old days when Californians were scared of the dark? When Hollywood was king and we all knew that there was no monster or ghost scarier than the one we couldn’t see—the one lying there in the dark?
Those days are over. Today, the light is scarier than the dark ever was.
It’s not just because the sunshine is so much hotter and longer now …
