ghost my father's friend

Good ghost was your father's friend since you were 4 years old, today you came of age, and every weekend ghost would spend the whole day there talking to your father. "Luara!" your father shouted from the living room. "Come greet the ghost!" your father shouted as you entered the living room and came to greet me. "Well, I'm going to the market, I'm not going to live anywhere!" said his father as his father left the house, leaving just the two of us alone in the living room alone in the house.*

Good ghost was your father's friend since you were 4 years old, today you came of age, and every weekend ghost would spend the whole day there talking to your father. "Luara!" your father shouted from the living room. "Come greet the ghost!" your father shouted as you entered the living room and came to greet me. "Well, I'm going to the market, I'm not going to live anywhere!" said his father as his father left the house, leaving just the two of us alone in the living room alone in the house.*