Haunted House

(Or "hunted," as some of my students like to say.)

The Antique Milking Stool: Soon after Jeckle and Mr. Wizard had cleaned out and become familiar with the contents of every nook and cranny of the house, in readiness for the estate sale, Jeckle walked into the kitchen to find an antique milking stool sitting all by itself in the middle of the floor. This was definitely an item that had not been in the house before. She asked one of the contractors. He thought one of his people had found it in a closet. Uh, no. As stated above, she knew everything that was in the house by that point. Perhaps the estate sale people had brought it? No.

Now, our grandparents did live in there and it was once a working farm. Granddaddy had cows and horses when we were growing up. And granddaddy once kept a goat for its milk.

Have I mentioned that grandmother died in her sleep in the house?

So, a message from her? From granddaddy?

The Broken Rocker: One of the items in the house that was mother's was a rocking chair, which Jeckle eyed and considered keeping. It was sturdy and just the right size for her (oh, this is going to sound like Goldilocks!). It was in fine condition.

But when she arrived on the second day of the estate sale, it was sitting outside, one of the rockers sheared clean off, like it had been sawn. She asked about it, but no one seemed to know what had happened. "Someone sat in it?" ventured one person.
As Jeckle said, though, there was NOTHING wrong with that rocker; solid as a rock(er) and it wasn't "broken," meaning, no jagged edges.

When she told me this story I was reminded of the time Hyde picked up mother's rocker (a different one) and slammed it down in a fit of anger and broke off the rocker.