The Bible says to “love thy neighbor," but I took that advice too far, dating a man from down the street before we mutually ghosted each other. (During a Canadian winter, we mistakenly prized the convenience of proximity over compatibility.) Now, almost every time I get gas at our local station, I look up and see my ghost pumping gas across from me. The first time we saw each other, we nodded for pretense's sake; now, we awkwardly look the other way. Readers, heed my warning Don't date people in your neighborhood, or you're bound to get haunted. -Cassie Silva