The storm had been vicious. Cleaning up would take time, especially with the boisterous and unpredictable weather.
“I can’t imagine why these flimsy plastic chairs are still in place. Everything else got blown to kingdom come,” said Jessie.
“Well, let’s get them out of the way so we can clean up,” responded Sam. He grabbed hold of the backs of each chair and pulled, expecting to move them. He pulled again. They didn’t budge.
Elmer laughed. “They don’t know we’re here. They don’t remember how heavy we are.”
“Ghosting’s going to be fun!” giggled Bertha.