Dad bought this big house that had only two rooms. One room held the beds and a bath; the other room was for cooking, dining, and watching TV, or whatever.
The house was supposed to be haunted, which is why Dad wanted it. But we lived there two months and not the hint of ghost one.
Disgusted, Dad moved us into a smaller house with more rooms. It did have a real ghost; but Dad was the only one who could see it, so he was happy as a lark while Mom and I were just plain miserable.
The house was supposed to be haunted, which is why Dad wanted it. But we lived there two months and not the hint of ghost one.
Disgusted, Dad moved us into a smaller house with more rooms. It did have a real ghost; but Dad was the only one who could see it, so he was happy as a lark while Mom and I were just plain miserable.
