The Ghost in the Stairs

I heard his bellow from outside. It was hard to tell exactly what he was yelling about. In fact, at first I thought he was yelling at his sister. Since the Wife was still working, I headed inside to quiet him down and remind him about respecting his Mother’s need for a little quiet.

But when I got inside, it turned out the Wife was dealing with it. All I saw was the boy charging down the stairs with steam coming out of his ears. Upstairs, I could hear the bemused tone in the Wife’s voice, so I figured all was well and left it at that.

The Wife took a break a bit later to fill me in on what had happened.

The boy had jumped down a couple of the stairs. He slipped and fell when he landed. Luckily, our stairs have a turn in them and the larger steps there served to stop his falling further down the stairs. It was at this point that he started bellowing.

When the Wife arrived on the scene, it sounded like he was saying that his sister had pushed him. She defended the lass, who had been with her the whole time, stating that the lass “wasn’t anywhere near you.” The boy then recorrected the record:

“A GHOST PUSHED ME!”

The Wife started chuckling at this and he turned and yelled “I BELIEVE IN GHOSTS!” Apparently, that was intended to erase all doubt about what had just transpired. He then headed down the stairs to grab his shoes, and stomped off.

He even attempted to warn us that there’s a ghost in the stairs that likes to make people fall.

I swear, I couldn’t make this stuff up.