Ghost Radio: A Novel

by Leopoldo Gout

Under my shock and fear rested another feeling: A feeling of beckoning. The past seemed a blink away; I could relax into it, fall back and let the decades evaporate. Oh, how I wanted to do this. Just let the present slip away. Forget my life, my relationships, my job. Forget the Internet, cell phones, DVDs, TiVo, American Idol, and the War on Terror. Forget all the pain and joy. Just let it all spiral off into the ether, chasing lost radio signals in the heavens. It felt so close, so possible.