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Young Woman: You know Mom's all practical and down-to-earth, but there was an incident when my grandfather was dying that she refuses to talk about in the house where it happened. Or even the same city as the house where it happened. We have to go out of town for her to discuss it.
Her Friend: Yeah, when I was growing up there was a room in our house that was haunted...
(They go on to talk about occult and weird matters, but never *ever* get back to the mysterious grandfather incident.)
Her Friend: Yeah, when I was growing up there was a room in our house that was haunted...
(They go on to talk about occult and weird matters, but never *ever* get back to the mysterious grandfather incident.)
