When your demon washing machine is haunted, what do you do? A humorous look at paranormal activity in my house.
The snow struck the paned windows in continuous blows. Lizbeth planned to finish her novel before the holidays and would stay the week. “I'd like to rent the Hartman cottage.” The agent had gawked at her choice. "Did something happen?” Lizbeth quickly dismissed the thought. Latex paint lingered in the air. Something about the new... Continue Reading →