“Everyone began singing, but as I could not understand the words, I just hummed along to the tune, which was merry enough, and all those around me were smiling and cheerful, so it was easy for me to be caught up in the merriment of the occasion. After a short while, Amy emerged from one of the tents surrounding our circle. She looked absolutely gorgeous in the moonlight. Her hair had been braided with flowers and she was wearing a stunning floral-print dress, which accentuated her amazing figure far more than I was used to seeing young ladies, at the time, allow themselves to be adorned.”
“Again, I could feel a shiver rush up my spine when my aunt mentioned Amy’s wedding dress. Surely, that must be the same one her ghost had worn each time she plagued me during her nightly visits. This ti
