I'm Liz Sauer, and this is Ghosts and the Verbs, a podcast of ghost stories from Wellesley, Massachusetts.

A warning, adults who use adult language told me these frightening tales.

These ghost stories aren't for kids.

It's February 2016, and this is Ghosts in the Bird Story number two.

Ouija, I hardly know you.

Nick was the first person to call me about my community board posting.

Moments after I hung up with him to schedule our interview, I received a text with a calendar

invitation to our meeting.

The entry was titled, Interview with Nick Sayer, Paranormal Investigator.

We met at Cabrata on a sunny, frigid morning right before Thanksgiving.

Nick absolutely insisted on paying for breakfast. He's one of those people who say things three times.

No, no, no, when I offered it to treat to breakfast.

Sit, sit, sit, when we were choosing a table.

He was slightly controlling, but he pulled it off without being too offensive.

Nick was a huge amount of energy, data, and opinion,

stuffed in a tight package. I was overwhelmed before we even sat, sat, sad. You're writing a book,

Nick stated. No, at least not at the moment, I said. I'm researching hauntings wildly.

Right, right, right. I'm glad I saw your flyer. You know, you should punch it up a bit or put a notice in the Wellesley Townsman.

You're lucky I even gave it a second look, but my kid was checking out the community board for a

chest tutor and the word ghost caught my eye. Well, I'm glad you got in touch, I said,

trying to swallow this constructive criticism graciously.

I'm in real estate, he said.

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