Phillip Robinson

A Burial At Sea

Back in the late 80s, my grandmother traveled all over the world when she use to work as a flight attendant. She would bring me and my three sisters all sorts of gifts from foreign countries and distant continents. Bizzare clothes, exotic food, wonderous toys; the kinds of things sheltered suburban kids would fawn over. However, out of all the presents our grandmother brought back, none were more valuable than her ghost stories.