Face At The Window

My Wife Saw The Dead Guy!

By Jeff Salter

One dark winter night, two years ago, it was late (near midnight) when I heard a piercing shriek out of my normally un-flustered spouse.

“What’s wrong?” I called out, my heart pounding madly, on my way from my study to the living room where she was.

“A face!” she exclaimed, still shaking in fear.

“Where?” I asked, looking about the room, especially toward the bank of windows facing the bleak woods to our west.
Her eyes partly covered and her feet drawn up beneath her, she cried, “In the window!”

I dashed to the back windows. “Who was it?”

“The dead guy!”

“Huh? Which dead guy?” I could imagine about 300 possibilities, since we live down the hill from a cemetery.

Her composure having partly returned, she finally pointed toward the TV. “The dead guy wasn’t really dead after all.”

“Oh,” I said, slowly beginning to calm down myself, “a TV dead guy.”

“Yeah. He’s been dead for a whole year, too.”

I shrugged. “So you’re okay? Not being accosted by a ghoul?”

She nodded rather distractedly… and motioned me out of the way so she could see the bare chest of the hunky, no-longer-dead-guy on the TV movie.

Question:

Have YOU ever seen a face at your window? Monster, zombie, or hunky (presumed) “dead” guy?

[JLS # 574]

About Jeff Salter

Currently writing romantic comedy, screwball comedy, and romantic suspense. Fourteen completed novels and four completed novellas. Working with three royalty publishers: Clean Reads, Dingbat Publishing, & TouchPoint Press/Romance. "Cowboy Out of Time" -- Apr. 2019 /// "Double Down Trouble" -- June 2018 /// "Not Easy Being Android" -- Feb. 2018 /// "Size Matters" -- Oct. 2016 /// "The Duchess of Earl" -- Jul. 2016 /// "Stuck on Cloud Eight" -- Nov. 2015 /// "Pleased to Meet Me" (novella) -- Oct. 2015 /// "One Simple Favor" (novella) -- May 2015 /// "The Ghostess & MISTER Muir" -- Oct. 2014 /// "Scratching the Seven-Month Itch" -- Sept. 2014 /// "Hid Wounded Reb" -- Aug. 2014 /// "Don't Bet On It" (novella) -- April 2014 /// "Curing the Uncommon Man-Cold -- Dec. 2013 /// "Echo Taps" (novella) -- June 2013 /// "Called To Arms Again" -- (a tribute to the greatest generation) -- May 2013 /// "Rescued By That New Guy in Town" -- Oct. 2012 /// "The Overnighter's Secrets" -- May 2012 /// Co-authored two non-fiction books about librarianship (with a royalty publisher), a chapter in another book, and an article in a specialty encyclopedia. Plus several library-related articles and reviews. Also published some 120 poems, about 150 bylined newspaper articles, and some 100 bylined photos. Worked about 30 years in librarianship. Formerly newspaper editor and photo-journalist. Decorated veteran of U.S. Air Force (including a remote ‘tour’ of duty in the Arctic … at Thule AB in N.W. Greenland). Married; father of two; grandfather of six.
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13 Responses to Face At The Window

  1. jbrayweber says:

    Haha! Cute!
    I see monsters and zombies all the time on the TV, only they’re called politicians. Doh!

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  2. Too funny. Stealing it for the newsletter, Jeff. LOLOL

    And to answer your question, no. But I’ve imagined seeing them in windows, windows of doors (as I wrote in “Treasure In A Field,” and when opening a medicine chest with a mirror on it, thanks to all the scary movies that have portrayed scenes like those. That’s why I don’t watch horror films anymore. What I add to my own stories is comparatively mild. Although I did get the willies after reading back that scene in my book. 🙂 LOL

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  3. Patricia Kiyono says:

    No, I’ve never seen strange faces. I DID hear a strange voice outside my window once – it was an inebriated neighbor who’d lost his key and wanted to be let into his apartment. I had a hard time convincing him he was knocking on the wrong window.

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  4. So glad that it was just on tv.
    I have seen faces in the windows. Years ago when we lived closer to my parents I used to swear that there was someone peeking in through the back kitchen door window. My kids and their friend who was often staying with us always brushed it off. Then their friend insisted that our house was haunted. This went on for probably about a month. Then we ended up going to stay with my parents for a few nights while something was being repaired. The second night we were gone someone broke into our house through that back door. Ever since then I keep curtains closed at night.

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  5. Elaine Cantrell says:

    Actually, yes. It was late, and I wanted to open the curtains to get a bit of a breeze. I did and almost had a heart attack. It took a minute to process that the face I saw was a cat. I just wasn’t expecting any face at all.

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