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“A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently …..” James M. Barrie
Presence The house so quiet, still like settled air, its windows moon bathed, only my keyboard softly, carefully, clicking the hours, the cat hurtles maniacally down the hall past my turned back, nothing speaks, nothing creaks, a shadow moves slowly past the door lingering briefly, but when I turn there is only a felt presence. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️ Note: The cat, poor thing, hair standing up, managed to take the rubbish bag (hooked the handles in its rush) up the hallway and into our youngest son's room, waking him and causing a minor stir. The shadow followed, lingered, no doubt curious, and moved on. I followed but the presence had gone.
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A curious episode. I wasn’t expecting a hurling cat to appear!
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🙂 One of the real experiences I’ve had, I think the cat was scarred by it.
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It was so strange, I figured it had to have actually happened.
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Yes, quite something, it moved on after a month, I asked if it was alright and did it need to find its way, the empathy seemed to work, or, it convinced me 🙂
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Chills 😳
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🙂
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