The lake glints
in the late afternoon sun
Austin braces his feet
on the floor of the raft
a familiar whirring buzzes
beyond the alcove
Austin is running away from home
and running toward a ‘friend’
I know the ghost needs my help
thanks to her possessing Evie
the ghost needs me to help Austin
not all ghosts are (completely) scary
not all ‘friends’ are buddies.