On Ghost Festival My Boyfriend Visited; Footage Made Me Call Police

On the night of the Ghost Festival, I crouched at the curb burning paper offerings for a dead relative. My flatmate, who shared the apartment with me, sent me a photo. "Your boyfriend's here, and he brought you flowers. Hurry back!" I opened the photo. My boyfriend was in an ash-gray suit, sitting on the living room couch, a huge bouquet of flame-red roses in his arms.