From the diary of...

[mandywitch]

I think everyone's avoiding me. Not that I blame them, I was dead, and Terry went off in a big hurry. Maybe they think I smell of embalming fluid, or something.

The flat is so empty and quiet without Terry around. No tinkery noises in the background, no snoring over his coffee. It really is pitiful around here.

I tried owling him, but go no reply.