Ghosts of Summer
ShortStory 995 words Recommended by 2 award/anthology sources
"The apartment is dark when I return, the blackout curtains doing their job of keeping the late afternoon sun out. It doesn’t matter, though. The air is stifling hot, thick and oppressive. Sweat gathers on my skin, sticking clothes to flesh. But I welcome the heat. Today is the last day of summer, the last day for such high temperatures. The last day to summon a ghost."
Content warnings 1
death-of-a-loved-one
Quasar links out; the story lives on Apex, where the author gets the click.