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  • Writer's pictureTara Theresa Hill

DJ Trouble

The Haunted Writer #7

I come downstairs and walk into the living room with my phone in hand. Leo is already in his chair by my writing desk. I smile hello, give him a hug, and go into the kitchen to make my tea. Finally, after my tea is ready, I set up my laptop and sit down at my desk.

Leo: Ready to start?

Me: One sec. Let me just cue up some music on my phone.

I pull up my phone's music app and try to select a song, but nothing happens. A second and third try yield the same results.

Me: Huh…That's funny.

Leo: What is?

Me: My music app isn't working. I wonder if I can find the song on YouTube.

I open the YouTube app and search for the song. Once again, I get the error message.

Me: UGH!

Leo: Why don't you choose another song?

Me: Because I really want to listen to this one! I'll try turning my phone off and then back on again. That usually works.

Leo: (sighs) If you insist…

I turn my phone off, wait a minute, then restart it. Once it is fully loaded, I start up the music app again, only to have it crash when I try to search for the song.

Me: (growling at the phone) Damn it. Don't do this to me now.

Leo: You're wasting time. Just choose another song.

Me: That's not going to work if the app is giving me trouble.

Leo: Will you just listen to me and pick another song?

Me: Alright, but I'm telling you that it won't work.

As I say this, I pull up another song on the app. The app is suddenly working just fine. Tilting my head, I cancel that song and check for the first one. Just as expected, the app crashes again.

Me: (eyeing Leo suspiciously) You're not using your spirit powers to mess with my phone, are you?

Leo: (chuckles nervously) Heh. Don't be ridiculous. Why would I do that?

Crossing my arms, I sit there and stare at him silently.

Leo: (throws up his hands) Okay, fine. I'm sorry. I just can't listen to that song anymore.

Me: Why? What's wrong with it?

Leo: Nothing. It's a great song. The first hundred or so times in a row. After that, it starts to get annoying.

Me: Come on! I only found it the other day. I can't have been listening to it that much.

Leo: (punctuating each statement with his hand) Let me put it to you this way. It was stuck in my head all day yesterday after our writing session. Then when I woke up this morning, it was still running nonstop through my head. At this point, I can recite it in my sleep.

Me: (laughing) Oh, okay. I'll listen to something else then.

Leo: Thank you.

Me: (pulling up a nineties boy band song on my phone) How's this?

Leo: (chuckles sarcastically) Ha ha. Funny. Either put on headphones or I'm leaving.

Copyright 2020 by Tara Theresa Hill

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