Guess who was in our car today?
The wreath of hands was on the wall.
Then on to the business of spooky crafts.
Once back home, I fixed them a snack of chocolate graham crackers with chocolate peanut butter.
Dara played chess with grandpa, while Jazz & I worked jigsaws. Well, I watched, as she wanted to do them all herself with no help.
“A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises. Ghosts were created when the first man woke in the night.”