Category: Anna Russo’s Supernatural Adventures
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Lothar’s Fiori
For as long as I could remember, I spent weekends at my grandmother’s house. She had been widowed for over forty years and I was her only grandchild. That Friday after Easter break was no different. My parents were going down to the city for the weekend to watch a play and visit some friends.…
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The Uninvited Guest
It was my first night kid-sitting the Goldstein’s seven-year-old daughter Bethany, so I arrived early. I knew Mrs. Goldstein would want to show me around the house, let me know the rules for Beth, and to give me their contact information. Most parents were nervous the first time they left their kids alone with a…
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Vale House
It was cappelletti day at Grandma’s house and I was there to help make them. My grandmother never used a recipe. It was like watching an artist at work. We spent the morning rolling the pasta dough, stuffing pasta squares with chicken and prosciutto, and laying them out on the wax paper-lined dining room table…
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The Hellhound
I arrived at the diner breathless. My best friend Katie had texted there was an emergency. Dropping into the booth across from her, I gasped, “Ok, I’m here. What’s wrong?” “What are you wearing?” That was not the response I expected. “What I was wearing helping my father clean out the attic. I didn’t know…
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My Weekend With Grandma
As I turned into my grandmother’s front yard, I met a man coming down the path. He wore a tweed cap, over his salt and pepper hair. He stopped and stared, looking as if he had just seen a ghost. “May I help you?” He smiled at me. “Forgive me.” He spoke with a heavy…
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