The Mystery of the Parking Lot Shadow

We decided that the ghost inside the shop was the spirit of a motherly salesperson from my childhood who had passed a few years prior. Occasionally I'd see vague shadows poking out from behind door frames over my shoulder and reflection, etc. But the man in the parking lots shadow figure remained unexplained. I had the feeling that he's still there to lingering outside but never crossing the shop threshold, which thank God, because it's probably good. Seems a little ominous. Thank you so much Mara.