TWENTY-EIGHT
Exactly at seven, Judy appeared at the B and B door and knocked.
“Hi! You must be Judy,” Angie said with a smile.
“Yes, Judy Hart,” she answered, entering.
“I’m so happy you came,” Angie said. “I may have some uninvited guests living with me.”
Standing beside the staircase, Angie told Judy what she knew about the ghost or ghosts. “My boarder heard noises and even saw something wispy. I haven’t seen a thing. And I only once heard an odd noise coming from the stairs. Well, maybe a squeak at times after that. But I passed that off as the house settling.”
“The noise you heard could very well be the house settling. If I determine there is a ghost, how will that affect you?” Judy asked.
“I guess my reaction would depend on if it’s a happy ghost or nasty,” Angie said with a tw
