Our Spectral Guest

We called our Bed and Breakfast the Presidents’ House A sprawling antebellum Italianate with a rich historical past Fed our guests tasty nourishing breakfasts of presidential repast Served by an eighteenth century-adorned raconteur, my spouse. Our guest house was known for its spectral residents merry Many we met, got to know, and interacted with over the years Some got acquainted with our guests if they showed no fears Prominent to visit from the house of the dead was Ms Jerri. She was sassy, could be mischievous; at times playful and sweet Until they met Jerri or her friends some were reluctant to believe Other guests agreed what the mind believes the eyes can achieve Once a female guest became quite ill and chose to stay in her suite When she got over her flu and came down to breakfast one day, She wanted to know who had visited her and massaged her feet. She insisted this was one fine woman she wanted, in person, to meet. We told her then, in great detail, about Jerri our shadowy spirit’s stay. Written on February 12, 2021 For "Ghost Contest" Sponsored by Julia Ward