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    ‘Are you okay, Sal? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.’
    ‘Huh? No. Of course not. What, why, how, why would I look like that? I haven’t seen a ghost. Ghosts don’t exist.’
    ‘Yes they do!’ Ghost Woman jumped in front of me, her eyes piercing mine with their glare. ‘How would you feel if I acted like you were invisible, huh?’ She planted her hands on her hips.
    I covered my eyes with one hand and leaned on the wall with the other. ‘This can’t be happening.’
    ‘Oh hun, what’s the matter?’ Lorena placed her arm around me, then gasped. ‘Oh! Are you pregnant too? You can tell me, remember: what happens in Barron Springs…’
    I straightened. ‘No, I’m definitely not pregnant. I think I’m…getting nervous about the wedding, that’s all. You know I don’t like being the centre of attention.’
    Lorena dropped her arm and stood in front of me, displacing the ghost. She held her finger to my chin, raising it, and I looked into her big, dark eyes. ‘Listen to me, Sally Marsh. If you’re lucky, you only get to experience one wedding in your whole life. Don’t waste this special time feeling worried or scared. Enjoy it. Savour each moment in the build-up to the big day. No need to be nervous. All the guests will be there for you and Greg, they won’t be there to judge you in any way. Where’s that confident young woman I met when I was ten? The one who showed me how to climb the huge tree so we could spy on the boys next door?’
    She disappeared when my mother had her accident and I transformed overnight from a carefree girl into a carer. Dad had to make ends meet and I had to take on Mum’s role as cook, cleaner, and general housekeeper. Until she’d gotten used to being in the wheelchair and we adapted the house to make it easier for her to do things.
    ‘I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t sound ungrateful. I’ll try to lighten up and enjoy the weekend.’ This time I placed my arm around Lorena. ‘And you,’ I jabbed her in the collarbone with my other finger, ‘make sure you put your feet up sometime over the weekend, okay? Nurse’s orders.’
    ‘Feet? What are they? I don’t see any feet.’ She peered over the protrusion of her belly and laughed. ‘Okay, you try to have fun and let your hair down, and I’ll make time for rest. Deal?’ She held out her hand.
    ‘Deal.’ I shook it and smiled, and Lorena waddled into her bedroom while I headed for the stairs.
    ‘And you’ll help me have some fun of my own . Deal?’ the ghost asked, with her hand outstretched.
    I glared at her and walked up the staircase, the wood creaking with each step.
    After doing my best to ignore the intruder singing in my bedroom while I packed my belongings away, I thought for a moment about who she could have been. If she was a real ghost, that is, and not an hallucination.
    I eyed her curiously.
    ‘Finally! What do I have to do to get some attention around here?’
    ‘What’s your name?’ I asked.
    She diverted her gaze and looked at my clothing. ‘Let me guess, you’re wearing white trousers on your wedding day instead of a dress?’
    ‘No, of course I’m wearing a dress, if you must know. And why don’t you answer my question? What is — was — your name?’
    She glanced at me briefly. ‘I’m not telling.’
    ‘Am I supposed to keep calling you Ghost Woman?’
    ‘You can do better than that.’
    ‘The Girl in the Purple Polka Dot Pyjamas?’
    ‘Bit of a mouthful.’
    ‘Casper?’ I grinned.
    ‘Oh, ha-ha, you’re hilarious.’
    She slumped on the bed and leaned her elbows on her knees, her hair falling about her face. Bright, red curls, like flames, dancing and tickling her face.
    ‘I know. If you won’t tell me your real name. I’ll call you: Red.’ I gave a firm nod.
    ‘Red? I always hated my red hair.’
    ‘Yes. You’re officially Red until you tell me who you really are, or were. Take it or leave it.’ I crossed my