My Wife is an E-Ghost!

irst century, it wasn't uncommon to see people holding their phones up and talking to themselves. People would assume tha

were a few cars and only a few people because it was afternoon. Tynan's shift started after lunch

fter himself very well. While Laura tried her best not to judge a person by their looks, it was a clear case of human garbage here. If there was

ecause you're covering for Kamie doesn't mean that you can slack. Hurry

om her phone, was slightly disappointed when Tynan had to changed her angle. The phone was tucked into his back pocket and the g

atball always lik

in to the man's favourite punching bag because he didn't talk back. He was also the oldest staff around and the easiest to bully. It wasn't as if Tynan didn't know that he was being taken advantage of.

e Tynan worked diligently. An idea sprang to her head. The overweight man was sitting on one of those flimsy fol

bark orders at Tynan for moving too slowly. Laura was focussed and was invested in the t

He took out his phone and gave Laura an apologetic

act like a huge dejected puppy made her want to give him a hug. The programmer had so much good in him th

g tasks? They say that two is better than one. While the meatball is out, why don't I help you with some ch

termined. He couldn't reject her offer and agreed to it. The ghost girl rej

-ghost was preparing traps. She'd sabotaged the manager's locker and unlocked i

m of a manager returned. Laura didn't miss out on the opportunity to s

" the enraged lady scr

ent before storming off without purchasing anything. Tynan and the rest of the customers were unsure of what happened but th

nterested in a fat sow like her? Ridic

heard his ghost pal giggling. However, he was busy with a long line of customers still wai

ng open. He cursed at it. Everything in the shop was old and fall

closed it shut before locking it again. He was about to sit do

lock faulty? Slowly, he walked over to inspect it. Everything seemed in place

and pinned the door with his gaze. The ghost girl didn't do anything to the locke

et. Tynan was outside helping a customer when he heard the noise. The programmer was slightly worried but had to focus on the custo

a while to assess the damage done before kicking the broken chair aside. The grumpy ma

ets and fallen bottles of cleaning liquid before

s turned cold. He froze and blinked, wiping the sweat from his brow. That didn't just happen, right? As he waited, nothing more happened and the

and cursed. It was no prank either because he saw the mop

uck when the iron was hot. With all her might, she rolled the mop towards the manager and activated her cleaning powers. The mop rose an

n the shop were also puzzled. Nobody really liked the manag

t that work wasn't a burden but rather enjoyable as he could paste price tags onto the items and still have

s the m

ained how the meatball was ac

nt. Also, I did the cleaning today so you don't have to do it later. Just send me a text if the manager ret

rinned. "Sure thing, enjoy

0%. Tynan looked happier than she remembered him to be and things were also looking a lot better for Roy without t

chicken, the seafood kind that I can't

i fried rice but pineapple with frie

eggs and canned pineapples. "Only on m

uld that possibly be? Tynan was un

up instead with her ghostly powers. At least nobody would be missing a finger if she did it. On the other hand, anything that could potentially be

nly had his friends to rely on. However, even friends couldn't fill the loneliness inside of him. Ever since Laura's existence in his life, Tynan could claim to

n to let the thought sit in and felt his heart race. He'd never had girlfriends

that he didn't know about it or should he act on it and try the subtle approach of