We rode together to work in the early hours of the morning before light of day. Almost every morning, I would feel a rapid wet slap to the back of my head. Fred vowed it was not him and after months of monitoring, I knew it too.
Many odd things happened in those first two years. Fred’s shoes would be found in our front yard, placed explicitly, as if someone had stepped right out of them.
Our paychecks would be missing at times and then later we would find them in plain sight.
Christmas presents would disappear only to be found in an extra bedroom on the bed in plain sight.
When getting up in the morning, many times we would find all of our outside doors open wide.
We would be together watching television and our bathroom water would come on full force.
We would be awakened in the wee hours of the morning by our television, radio and boom-box blaring all at the same time.
When we bought our property, there were raised areas all around the property. We thought they were graves, but we never found anything.
The disturbances stopped abruptly after giving our freezer away to a friend.
Actually, I miss that freezer.