I'm Liz Sauer and this is Ghosts in 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.

Jumping in before we get started, you're going to hear some background noise most likely

in this.

It's not demons, it's my family.

The house is unavoidably jammed, it was the only time I could record, so I apologize

if there are any distractions, but as always, done is better than perfect.

On with the show.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

The girls set a leprechaun trap and I'm beyond relieved to report that it was untouched,

save for a few missing chocolate gold coins, and blessedly empty this morning.

However, the toilet water was green and the kitchen stools were turned upside down.

We got off lightly.

I for one am not interested in antagonizing the fay.

Now, we are at a point in our shared timeline when I'm forced to jump all over the place.

We have catching up to do.

There are unknown problems afoot.

I have a wild interview to share.

I ran into an old interviewee whose perspective has completely changed.

Late Dillvish is lurking.

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