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THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER<br />

so her heavily mascara-laden lashes invaded her field of<br />

vision, forming thick blurry bars against <strong>the</strong> visible<br />

world.<br />

When she slowly raised her head, her stringy hair<br />

drifted alongside her face, revealing her small nose and<br />

flat cheeks. Joining a conversation would, of course,<br />

have been easier, but <strong>the</strong>re was no talk to be had, nor<br />

human sound—save for Kleck’s bizarre humming as he<br />

stood by his desk, half in shadow, fiddling with a<br />

borrowed DVD-R drive. Kleck, whom she imagined a<br />

failure in so many respects (physically, academically,<br />

spiritually), was turning out to be a crappy host to boot.<br />

Making <strong>the</strong> effort, Shutty called out, “How’s that<br />

going, <strong>the</strong>re, Marty?” She’d hoped her voice would<br />

sound buoyant, but was surprised by how flat it came<br />

out. The bare brick walls and bumpy stucco ceiling<br />

muffled her vocal highs and lows like audio-Prozac.<br />

Rumor had it <strong>the</strong>re was asbestos in <strong>the</strong>se old dorm<br />

ceilings, so not only was it helping to kill conversation,<br />

it was probably just plain old killing <strong>the</strong>m all.<br />

Kleck’s humming stopped. He rose and turned to<br />

her. For a second, as he emerged from <strong>the</strong> shadows of his<br />

desk, his face seemed hideously disfigured, like some<br />

rotting lump of dough with an eye stuck in here, a<br />

mouth <strong>the</strong>re, and flaps of skin on ei<strong>the</strong>r side of <strong>the</strong> lump<br />

where his ears should have been. When he smiled,<br />

though, his face tumbled back to its normal, puffy,<br />

sexless grotesqueness. She was terrified by <strong>the</strong> thought<br />

of what he might look like once she dropped whatever<br />

he was planning to give <strong>the</strong>m.<br />

But <strong>the</strong>n he spoke: “Because of impatience we were<br />

driven out of paradise, because of impatience we cannot<br />

return.” It was a sweet lilting voice that made her<br />

briefly like him. She prayed he wouldn’t ruin <strong>the</strong> effect,<br />

but he did, rubbing his hands toge<strong>the</strong>r like a fiendish<br />

mad scientist, punctuating <strong>the</strong> debacle with a “Nyahha-ha!”<br />

She stared at him in disgust, wishing her eyes could<br />

burn. Though no flame appeared, Kleck wilted, return-<br />

( 9 )<br />

HAUNTING THE DEAD<br />

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