ghosts in the burbs

A blog about the people who live in Wellesley, MA and the ghosts (and monsters) who haunt them.

To broadly quote Phil Dunphy, this lady knew what she was getting herself into when she hitched her wagon to a real estate man.  We’ve lived in eleven different homes and though moving is always a little bit stressful and disorienting, thankfully I love a fresh start. There is nothing more intoxicating than walking through …

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“Let’s do this!” Biddy called, walking towards me at a fast clip. “You know I don’t power walk,” I groaned. “I’ll tone it down a notch,” she replied dismissively. “I’ve been dying to get over here since the weather turned.” She paused, looking me over. “A Ghostbusters t-shirt, really?” “I don’t have many short-sleeved shirts,” …

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“You want a glass of wine?” Chris asked, opening the refrigerator door. “No thanks,” I replied. “You sure?” He asked, glancing over at me. “I’ve got a bubbly water,” I replied, holding up the can to show him. “It’s nice out, let’s sit on the porch for your interview.”         Chris sighed. “Come on,” I pleaded. …

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