The only residents remaining in the small town of Miners Hill are spirits.
Yet, it is not ghosts haunting this quaint dusty village.
The true spook of Miners Hill is one Owen Grabbler. A very much alive rambling drunk rancher who wanders over the hill on his horse to talk to them.
“The spirits let me see spirits. Know what I mean?” Grabbler shouted to the ghosts he knew were avoiding him.
Owen stood outside city hall relieving himself into an old dried up fountain. He fumbled with his manhood and a bottle of whiskey with the same hand while his free arm maintained a questionable balance.
A group of frustrated spirits summoned all their energy to give the drunk Grabbler a little push. Maybe face down in the dirt covered in his own urine would teach him a lesson.
The horror they must have felt when a sharp rock hidden just below the soft dust at the bottom of the fountain made Owen Grabbler their newest permanent resident.
Danny Machal May 27th, 2015
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