“Pretty impressive, huh? Half the fun of flying is seeing the city spread out like this, especially at night with the lights.”
“Better than from the top of a building by a long shot.”
“Yep. And we’re almost home.” Brody drifted down with Daw right beside him, to land in a yard behind a house. At the back of the yard was what Daw thought was a two-story garage. He found out differently when Brody said, “Come on in,” and walked through the front door.
* * * *
“Guys,” Brody hollered, “We have company.”
“You don’t have to yell,” Jon said, getting up from the sofa where he’d been lying, reading. He came over to give Brody a hug before looking at the ghost standing next to him.