Ghostly Opinons

Apparently Addy isn’t the biggest fan of Mr.U – and their mutual dislike for each other reared its head again yesterday. We’d just gotten back from a post-work brew-time at O’Duffy’s and were snuggling on my bed before proceeding to our separate evening plans. The overhead light was on and the TV off and it was still broad daylight outside.
So I’m giggling about something and the light shuts off. After a minute it flicks back on.
“Addy, are you being playful again?”
No response.
Mr.U – who’d rolled his eyes about me talking to my ghostly roommate – mentioned Addy's spike in activity when he's around.
“Addy, do you like him?”
No response.
“Addy, do you not like him?”
Quick flicker off then on.
We stared at each other – silently accepting that Addy had made her feelings known.

Playful Lights

Addy was very active last night. I’m not sure if it was the company of Mr.U that was getting her all excited or the thunder storm, but she was playing with the lights and making lots of noises.
While Mr.U and I were snuggled down to watch “Last Chance Harvey” the overhead light turned off. Dismissing it as “old house quirks” we didn’t think much of it.
Then it turned back on.
After about 3 more rounds of on&off, we heard a tapping from the closet.
A consistent tap.
Tap.Tap.Tap.
There’s nothing in my closet that couldn’t make this tapping noise – everything is far too packed in.
I had already mentioned Addy to Mr.U – who isn’t a huge ghost fan – and assured him that she’s nice.
“Are you just being playful, Addy?” I giggled into the darkness.
The light flipped on and right back off.
My whole body froze.
She tapped softly till we fell asleep.