Her TV is haunted. The fact that the damn thing even still works should’ve been my first clue. If her grandmother were still alive, it’d be older than her. But ask anyone in this house and they’ll tell you her grandmother is in fact still alive.
She’s attached to the TV.
Today I take her to Best Buy for a long overdue exorcism.
“Grandma told me you were bad news.”
“Babe, I just want to see in color.”
After I’ve mounted the new Samsung TV on the wall, Grandma sends it flying across the room. Now this TV is haunted.
© Nortina Simmons