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They were words you couldn’t bear to say aloud even as Rey’s continued presence made it more and more obvious that the little things you thought you’d been imagining were real. Sometimes, your blaster would be in a different place when you woke up--usually it’d wind up on your bedside table rather than on the kitchen counter. Others, a box of the tea your old lover preferred would throw itself out of the cabinet when you weren’t looking--you tried to rationalize it as that damn krate dragon’s aftershocks moving things about.
But then while she was over to visit other things started happening: tools would just show up next to her when she needed them sometimes, and his old lightsaber would arrive on the living room table between you and her when you were talking.
“What is going on around here?” she asked one day.
You sighed, placing your sad cup of instant caff on the table. “So . . . I think I’m haunted.”
Rey snorted. “No, seriously. How do you do all this stuff?”
“I’m being serious. Listen, I don’t know shit about the Force, but I do know that it’s the only explanation. He’d do this sort of shit all the time.” You closed your eyes, remembering the way his golden eyes sparkled with mischief when he’d catch you off-guard by levitating the exact tool you needed over to you before you had the chance to ask for it. “Especially the blaster thing. He didn’t like the idea of me being unarmed.”
“About time you admitted it,” a low voice seemed to slide across your spine.
You jumped, looking around frantically for the source of the voice you hadn’t heard in so long.
“What’re you doing?” Rey asked, brows furrowed.
“I thought I . . .” You shook your head. “Nothing. Must be imagining things in my old age . . .”
“You miss him.”
“Of course I do, but I don’t think I’m wrong. His . . . I don’t know, spirit is lurking around causing mischief.”
“Is there anything you can do to fix it?”
You stayed silent for a moment, thinking. If you hadn’t imagined that voice, maybe you weren’t as alone as you thought you were. “I don’t think I want to.”