One of the things I am thankful for this holiday season is for a great editor in LadyCibelle. Again, her help with this story was wonderful. My thanks...for everyone’s support and kind comments regarding my first two stories. Hopefully this one will touch your heart and you will be moved in some way. This is dedicated to my little cousin Allison. * Allison watched as her mother stared out the hospital window on the other side of the waiting room. She could tell by the movement of her shoulders. We went to the nearest Walmart, wanted him outfitted, though I ordered him sexy clothes online, his regular shit he could pick. He was good about spending my money, not greedy, not obnoxious, he got some jeans, shorts, shirts, tightywhities, his whispers that he wanted to wear panties for me, my cock stirred, couldnt wait to our VS order arrived. Let him get some computer games, a couple of CDs, that he liked to read good, he picked a good width of fiction, his hunger for knowledge there,. It swung open, and a cool breeze of air conditioning swept from the hallway into the stairwell. I stood for a moment, getting my bearings, and enjoying the breeze. There was no one in the hallway, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I had been a little concerned about how I’d explain my presence there, as the musicians were usually constrained to the reception halls on the first floor, and it was obvious I hadn’t booked a room for myself, since I had no door card. I looked at the room numbers. It. A birth defect.Then she asked.W-O-U-L-D Y-O-U L-I-K-E T-O S-E-E W-H-A-T I L-O-O-K L-I-K-EI was a little apprehensive since I wasn't sure I wanted to see a ghost.She repeated.W-O-U-L-D Y-O-U L-I-K-E T-O S-E-E W-H-A-T I L-O-O-K L-I-K-EThere was a pause and then.A-L-L Y-O-U H-A-V-E T-O D-O I-S S-A-Y Y-E-SI asked. "Will you appear as a ghost?"NO"I'll be able to see you in the flesh?" I asked. I was getting a little excited at the thought of seeing a nubile young woman.Y-O-U .