Linda knew Scott was visiting again. It took her a while to understand Jack’s excited reactions whenever he ran to the closed garage door and made those noises while thumping his tail.
Scott loved to race and she hated it with a passion. Every time the racing circuit was on, she developed ulcer from anxiety.
She begged him to stop, but he said that the speed got his adrenaline pumping. He simply couldn’t stay away from the tracks.
She remembered that day with vivid clarity. Her bad feeling made her ask him not to go, but he waved off her fears with his boisterous, full of life laughter.
The nightmare unfolded before her eyes as she stood by the bylines watching cars careen out of control, the screeching tires, the scrunch of metal and the pile-up.
Scott died. His speeding days forever silenced, but everyday he is back, tinkering with his old clunker that he first started racing with.
She thought that his fatal attraction would have faded after everything that happened, but his passion seemed incurable.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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Oh. Wow. What a tragic story told in a very subtle way, Jacq.
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Hmm. Not a sweet story, but it happens. Have you ever watched men racing? I wonder how their partners/wives feel?
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I haven’t watched it live. But I guess it is direly scary.
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I have mixed emotions about this one.
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I know! Not a sweet story.
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It’s tragic and sad, a little spooky–but for me it is a comfort to have the ghost of my loved one still present.
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Wonderful Jacqueline! His spirit comes back and tinkers with the old car. Creepy in a good way!
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I agree! Perhaps he’s found peace in that.
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Very true!
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😀 I hope so
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I think so too 🙂
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That’s possible.
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🙂
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It’s a bit creepy, but she seems not to mind.
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ooooh, sad.
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It is
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Please put me on meds if someone I love comes back to pursue their passion!
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Lol.. I will pack out for him :0))
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Great write. Sad that Scott wouldn’t listen. We have these bad feelings and gut instincts for a reason. Maybe men don’t get those as much I don’t know, interesting that his ghostly self returned to tinker. I feel terrible for his wife though.
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Sad little ghost story, Jacqueline, nicely written. Some men just can’t stop tinkering with old cars!
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I dont always read every post, (by the way i started calling you Jackie O round the house, sis in law is jackie, cuz in jackie, theres an aunt jackie) you do get my attention with car/truck pictures though! Racing not so much, i think it is too reckless
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