Smelly ghost

I had an encounter with Craddock, the ghost from "Heart-Shaped Box." I had just opened my book to continue reading when I got to the spot about the suit being in his bed and smelling really bad. About the time I read those words I started to smell something horrible. I started sniffing everything around me until I realized this rank odor was coming from my book. This is the spot where I should have thought rationally, but instead I freaked out. I put the book down and a million thoughts raced through my mind. (I've always had a crazy imagination.) "Maybe Joe Hill put a scent on this page." "Surely this ghost isn't real." Thoughts that were over the top and wrong. I finally discovered where this scent had originated. I looked in my backpack, where the book had been, and I saw my umbrella. My pink, mildewed umbrella. It had happily attached its scent to everything in my bag, including my book. I must have looked a sight while I was sitting on the quad smelling everything from my hair to my clothes.

I guess that means Joe Hill is doing his job with this story. He made me believe that "sooner or later the dead catch up..."