MAY BECAME JUNE, WHICH became July, which became August, and I didn’t see Ghost ... although I left him something every day, something which was always gone when I returned, at least at first. By September, however, he’d stopped taking what I left him completely—nor would he appear when called—and I began to worry. That would have been about the time I started getting serious with Jenny—holding hands at the indoor skating rink, kissing for the first time in the balcony at The Muppet Movie—as well as my first growth spurt, all in the legs, which made me feel gangly and insecure but also made me taller than Jen, which I liked, and which she liked, too.
It was also around the time the murders started happening, and what become known as the Comet’s Tail Mangler—at first just in the local pape
