So, I mentioned that Big City Girl spent this past weekend with us. A strange thing happened on Sunday morning and, since I'm already talking about ghosts, here are the spooky details. Mr. Gadget and I were relating a few stories about interesting and unusual occurrences that happen in the condo from time to time. One of those is the mysterious activity of the ceiling fan in the guest room. Sometimes it goes on by itself.
"Oh wow!" BCG exclaimed. "It was on when I woke up and I don't remember turning it on." After some discussion we concluded it was possible that someone in the condo next door (a mirror image of ours and just across a grassy area) turned one on with their remote control and it reached across the grass and turned ours on too.
Mr. Gadget, who doesn't believe in any of this nonsense, promptly got up out of his chair and walked over to turn off the wall switch. "Now there's no power to the fan," he said. "No way will that happen again." But if it did, he assured us, he would be leaving the house without stopping to pack a suitcase.
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