Dale Mayer and her ghost – a personal connection

Dale Mayer is a friend and an indie writer of YA and adult paranormal books. Here's her real-life ghost story that sounds as if it could be in one of her books:

I was working on the second floor of the house I rented when in College. I was facing a huge kitchen window but had my head down studying. I looked up aimlessly, thoughts on the work at hand, when I saw a man walk in through a door reflected in the window. I could see him so large and so clear. He wore jeans and a light green plaid shirt. He was also rolling up his right sleeve as if planning to wash his hands.

I spun around sure there was a stranger in the house only to realize that behind me, the only place the reflection could have shown, was the fridge and stove. No wall. No man. No sink, even. I freaked. I searched the house, top to bottom, checking closets and under the beds to make sure and intruder hadn't snuck in. Then I called my mother.

Her voice was odd on the phone after I explained what had happened and she suggested I come home for lunch the next day – being a Saturday. While at home, she brought out a picture. It was the same man, dressed in the same plaid shirt, caught in the act of rolling up the right sleeve of his shirt. I stared, and my mother explained that it was her favorite photo of my father who passed away when I was six months old.

Doesn't that give you shivers? In a good way. Do you have a ghost story? Send it to me at edieramerbooks@gmail.com. I'm giving a free ecopy of Dead People (Haunted Hearts) to everyone whose ghost story I post here