There’s always this one house…

I’ve lived in my current house for 13 years. During that time, there’s a certain set of houses that are up for sale every few years. In some cases it’s been months since the for sale sign came down.

For  a while I blamed the economy. Bad prices. Maybe even lost jobs.

Compounding matters, I know I live in a transient state where most folks only come for 3-5  years before moving on.

But these homes have a shorter life span than that. One house has been on the market and sold for 9 years out of the 13.

Something odd is going on there.

Given that I’m a writer, I’ve come up with my own ideas. My favorite is that the house is haunted  and about the year mark after creepy signs, some disembodied voice tells them to get out. And they do.

Option 2, the house just doesn’t like them. And so it causes the families to fight and bicker until they just can’t take it anymore and split up, forcing them to sell the house. This is what my mom calls Sour land.

Option 3, the house is an attention whore causing things to constantly break thereby bankrupting the owners and forcing them to sell.

Which option is your favorite or do you have one to share?

Until next time.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at She’d love to hear from you.
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