Megan felt goose pimples break out on her skin.  She was positive she had seen a man there.  Had it been a ghost sighting?  The woeful expression across his attractive features had certainly been haunting enough for a ghost. 

     Leaning over and peering into the water once more, she scanned the bottom of the fountain, but now spotted nothing but a broken glass bottle and various bits of garbage that had been tossed into the fountain.  And then suddenly, there was a little splash, a stirring of the water as something shiny drifted slowly downward to rest at the bottom of the fountain.