In the library, we sat quietly. Suddenly, we saw a book on the table move and open up.
By the fireplace, we saw the silhouette of a man in uniform. As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared.
At the glass doors leading outside, we saw the face of a boy peering in through the window. Quickly going to the door, looking out, we realized no one was there.
They say the place is haunted. We had to find out. In the dining room I asked, “Is anyone here with us?”
The massive chandelier began to sway. “Yesss,” said a voice.
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Thanks go out to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and for the beautiful photo that inspired this story.
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