Sofia and Donald go haunting on Halloween

Howde Folks,

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As promised last week we are sharing Lady M's writing about our haunting on Halloween as it is Halloween next week. It is in chapter 14 of her book, Sofia's Legacy. I like that book because it has my name in the title and is the second one in my trilogy. It also begins with my funeral. I really enjoyed it and my ashes are now on the lilypond at Haslington Towers. Should you wish to read all about us you may contact her, visit her website, or just have fun on the Net. She gets everywhere!

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Chapter 14

Sofia was in her bedroom looking at her list delighted that at last she could tick number seven and there were only two more to go: Lapland trip and Hogmanay in Edinburgh. However last night had been a night to remember or rather forget; she and Donald had shared room number 4, the supposedly haunted room of Jamaica Inn with a middle-aged couple who, from their conversation, had paid £300 just to stay in that room on Halloween. They all waited patiently but nothing happened; there was no footsteps, no other ‘ghosts’, no sound of horses’ hooves or anything vaguely resembling haunted.

Donald and Sofia had amused themselves with their favorite occupation but even sex can get boring particularly if you’re waiting for something else. And they were waiting… waiting and waiting…
The couple had been so disappointed that at four o’clock out of sheer boredom Sofia and Donald thought they would do their own haunting just to satisfy them. Donald moved the curtains much to the couples delight. There was nothing that would cause them to blow like that; they were mesmerized and clung to each other although neither party would admit that they were afraid. Then Sofia picked up a cup and took it across the room.
“Poltergeist activity,” they both screamed in a mixture of delight and fear.
“Do you think they’ve had their money’s worth yet?”
“Oh, I think we ought to give them a bit more. Do Dad’s trick with the clock; move the hands.”
“Good idea.” Donald moved them forward to 6.30 a.m. causing the alarm to activate.
“Oh, it’s morning all ready.” He said switching off the alarm; he looked at the time and then at his watch. “It’s only four; something in this room has moved the hands.”
“Something? Someone please,” Donald said, “How insulting we go to all this trouble to give you a haunting and you refer to us as objects.”
“Oh it really is haunted. Wait till I tell them at the luncheon club.” The woman was getting excited, “This has been the best birthday present you’ve ever given me.”
“A birthday present? Well there’s no accounting for taste.”
“He wants her to know how much he’s paid as well, Sofia, tightfisted swine.”
“Well, we’d better make sure she has a present to remember it by. I’ll switch the lights on and off.”
“Good thinking.”
Sofia moved toward the switch and played for several minutes switching it on and off; it would flicker and stop then stay on for several seconds then off. She was having a lot of fun particularly when she saw their faces; they were clinging to each other and looked terrified.
“The things people pay money for Donald.”
But Donald was in hysterics.
“What shall we do next?”
“Let’s jump up and down on the bed.”
“Great idea Sofia.”
Just as the couple had decided that poltergeist activities were over, the curtains were still and the light was off they felt large lumps fall on top of them and the man thought he could hear laughter.
“Can you hear anything?”
“No, but I can feel something on top of me and it’s not you. Do you think the ghost wants sex with me?”
“Oh please,” Donald spoke, “first we’re objects and now I’m supposed to want sex with you. I think I’ve had enough of this Sofia. Are you happy about number seven being accomplished?”
“Definitely. Although when I wrote it down in the book I didn’t think I’d be doing the haunting.”
“Death’s full of surprises.”
After that comment they both fell on the bed in fits of laughter.
“Come on Donald; let’s have a wander round this place and the Moor before breakfast and then we can listen to what this couple has to say about their night.”
At breakfast Donald and Sofia were in the restaurant enjoying the Full English when their roommates arrive looking pale and tired. It seemed that the other residents knew that they had occupied the supposedly haunted room.
“Well what happened?” someone asked.
“This is going to be good Sofia.”
“It was unbelievable,” the woman spoke, “the best birthday present my dear hubbie has ever bought me. There was nothing at first but just after four the curtains moved, footsteps…”
“I don’t remember footsteps, do you Sofia?”
“No, I thought we took our shoes off. Let’s hear what else she makes up.”
“…shadows gliding across the room, cups and saucers moving, proper poltergeist activity, the hands on the clock were put forward, flickering lights and then he jumped on top of me.”
There was silence followed by muttering.
“Nice to know we’ve made someone else’s birthday a happy one isn’t it?”
“Certainly is Donald.”

“I think we’d better get going. It’s November 1st down here...

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Hope you enjoyed that. Have a great Halloween, whatever you do and we'll be back next week.

Love to you all, Sofia and Donald 💖💖💖💖💀