Re: An Unsettling Disclosure

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From: novela-harmon@bethel.edu
Date: Sat, Sep 9, 2017 at 11:15 AM
Subject: An Unsettling Disclosure
To: grace-k-nelson@bethel.edu

An Unsettling Disclosure

Last night after I emailed you, I went home but Señora was not around. So I went to Lupita's place for chips and language/culture immersion. This time she made me try a "salchipulpo" ("franktupos") - a hot dog sliced at one end and then deep-fried, so the "legs" splay like an octopus. You eat it hot, salted and with fresh squeezed lime and hot sauce. I was skeptical since I'm not much of a hot dog fan, but this was amazing. We chatted as  I savored it. She was curious about our trip to the Panteon de Belen, and I told her what I'd told you. Then she commented, "In my village, lots of people have experiences. I have not had anything since I came to the city. But Brittany said she saw a ghost here."

"Who is Brittany?" I asked.

"The last student before you. She broke all the rules." She shook her head slowly. "She had bottles of alcohol lined up along the wall in her room."

"They told us we can't have alcohol in the homes!"

Lupita nodded. "She had lots of bottles. And men. That is, when she was here. But she was usually out, every night, almost the whole night. Not like you." Interesting information, but off-topic.

"So she was thought she saw a ghost?"

"Oh yes. A lady in white, standing at the top of the stairs."

"At the top of the stairs - by my room?" I asked.

"Yes," she nodded, "The stairs to the second floor. Supposedly she saw her several times, when everyone else was asleep."  

Now I had got what I wanted, except I didn't want it anymore. It was getting too close to home - er, room.

"Did anyone else see this lady?" I asked.

"Yes, her roommate Jessica said she saw it too."

I didn't know what to say, so I was just quiet a moment.

Then Lupita added, "But the family never saw it."

This was some comfort. I have never considered myself to be afraid of ghosts, or even to believe in them, but I've also never lived in a house people claimed was haunted.

I decided to quit while I was ahead. I thanked Lupita and paid for the salchipulpo. She walked me back to the door of the house and left me there, to climb up the stairs that didn't have a lady in white standing at the top.

Now I really need to have a chat with Señora.

Yikes.

Novela

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