Adobe Angels: The
Ghosts of Albuquerque
by Antonio R. GarcezAs I said before, the
ghost was seated between two people, and I could
clearly see her from the waist up. The details of
her dress and face were also visible, and I was
able to study her mannerisms. She had poise and
was obviously a woman of refinement. She had long
black hair, and was wearing a white dress with
long sleeves and no jewelry. The white dress
itself was very sheer. Her face was slender and
her eyes were a very clear hazel. I venture to
say that her age was somewhere in her early 30's.
She had a healthy color to her face and was not
overly pale as I might imagine a ghost would
look. The entire body of this woman was
transparent, and aside from this oddity, she
appeared to be quite normal and real. Although
she appeared to be seated between two of the
patrons, she did not use a chair. Seated at the
back of the table, she directly faced the mirror
and was very curious as she examined each plate
of food presented to the patrons. I saw her lean
over the dinner plates closest to her and inspect
each dish with a critical eye. Apparently she
liked what she saw, because she nodded her head
with approval. I remember her as very animated,
moving her hands and arms regularly. Overall, she
was very pleasant and genuinely concerned about
how the patrons were being served and cared for.
At one point our eyes met and she fixed her gaze
on me. I looked away, filled with apprehension.
The patrons were thrilled and amazed at what they
believed was some form of "extra added
entertainment." They even went so far as to
accommodate the ghost by passing butter around
her and not through her. They were really
having a great time with their
"entertainment". I, on the other hand,
was at a loss for words. Astonished by
everything, I forced a smile along with everyone
else and kept my anxiety to myself.
For
about an hour and a half, the ghost remained
seated during the meal. Routinely, I walked out
of the dining room area into the kitchen where I
stayed for minutes at a time. Each time I
returned, she was still at the table. Sneaking
glances at the mirror, I could see her carefully,
as I brought food to the table and when I removed
the plated. When it came time for me to offer
dessert, one of the patrons said,
"Look". I watched as she slowly
disappeared.
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