His body had been left behind the wall, but his spirit was everywhere in the apartment.
Once he had a purpose. A friend. But she was gone.
A few people tried to live with him, but he chased them out. They didn’t belong there. Not like his Cordy.
“Hi, Dennis. Long time.”
She was back. So beautiful. Without thinking he hugged her. She hugged back.
“You can see me,” he said. “Feel me. How?”
“Long story.” Cordelia took him by the hand.
“You’ve come back to stay?” he asked with hope.
“No,” she replied. “I’ve come to take you home.”