just believe it, Mallory . I k now it as good as I know I’m se tting here. I seen that little b oy just as plain as I see you se tting there now. Three grown men and two grown boys seen him. One person might can ‘ magine something, but when five sets of e yes see the same thing that ain’t no ‘magination.”
“Have you seen him since that night?”
“No, I ain’t never seen him ag a in. But several other men have been in the woods hunting at night and seen him. He’s still out there.”
“ It weren’t long after you seen the little boy that we had to start fighting for bed cover, was it?” Mom laughed, spitting into her coffee can.
“Right around that time,” Dad agreed. “ I woke up one night freezing to death, cause my cover was gone. I reached down to pull it back up, but soon as I did it slid back down to the foot of the bed. I thought Evelyn was hiding at the foot of the bed and playing a trick on me. So, next time I grabbed it and held it tight. I thought she sure was strong, cause it was all I could do to hold on to that cover! Then I turned loose of the cover expecting to hear her fly back agai nst the wall and come up cussin’ , but I didn't hear nothing. I got up and tu rned on the light and she weren’ t there. I opened the bedroom door and wen t in the living r oom. She was se tting by the fire. I asked her why she weren’t in bed and she said, “c ause something keeps pulling the durn cover off me!”
“ Has it happened since?”
“ A couple times a year,” Mom answered, not seeming overly concerned with the paranormal activities in her house.
“ Have you ever thought about moving to another house?” The toe of Mallory ’s shoe made a steady rat a tat tat on the tile floor as she glanced nervously around the room.
“Foot naw! Ain’ t nothing gonna make us leave our house . Besides, he don’t really bother us. Mostly just aggervate s us and keep s us from getting a goo d nights sleep. You ain’ t got nothing to worry about when you know God is in the house and I knowed He was in this house the day He se nt me an angel!"
“ God sent Mom an angel concerning my son, JoJo ,” I informed Mallory , who seemed to have settled down somewhat when the discussion had switched f rom aggravating ghosts to heavenly beings .
“ He sure did! Lord, I won’t never forget it as long as I live. It was a miracle is what it was. A miracle straight from heaven. I ain’t a gonna lie to you about it. I was having a terrible time, just terrible when JoJo had his accident. H e was at work one day when a steel beam fell from above him and hit his head. H e was knocked off a stepladder through the air about ten feet and landed on his back on concrete. He suffered broken bones in his back, his neck, a fractured skull, and had a brain bleed. I didn’t know whether my baby was going to make it or not. I’m here to tell you, it was touch and go there for a while and me and his mama like to worried ourselves to death. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. All I did was pray and worry about him. Yes siree, I worried about that child day in and day o ut.”
“She cried day in and night out,” Dad agreed.
“ Finally, when I had all I could take, I fell down on my knees one night and commenced to telling the Lord how worried I was and asking Him if there was any way He could lift that burden off of me?”
“The next morning I got up and went to Food Lion to get groceries. I was about half way through the store when I bent down to get a box of grits and out of nowhere the most beautiful black lady you ever did see squatted down beside me. She was wearing a white shirt and a pair of white pants and had long black flowing hair. I smiled at her, then grabbed my box of grits and pushed my buggy to the next aisle.”
“I picked up several m ore things and when I reached over to get Joseph ’s fiber cereal , there she was again. She didn’t have a buggy and she wasn’ t picking up any groceries. She
“Have you seen him since that night?”
“No, I ain’t never seen him ag a in. But several other men have been in the woods hunting at night and seen him. He’s still out there.”
“ It weren’t long after you seen the little boy that we had to start fighting for bed cover, was it?” Mom laughed, spitting into her coffee can.
“Right around that time,” Dad agreed. “ I woke up one night freezing to death, cause my cover was gone. I reached down to pull it back up, but soon as I did it slid back down to the foot of the bed. I thought Evelyn was hiding at the foot of the bed and playing a trick on me. So, next time I grabbed it and held it tight. I thought she sure was strong, cause it was all I could do to hold on to that cover! Then I turned loose of the cover expecting to hear her fly back agai nst the wall and come up cussin’ , but I didn't hear nothing. I got up and tu rned on the light and she weren’ t there. I opened the bedroom door and wen t in the living r oom. She was se tting by the fire. I asked her why she weren’t in bed and she said, “c ause something keeps pulling the durn cover off me!”
“ Has it happened since?”
“ A couple times a year,” Mom answered, not seeming overly concerned with the paranormal activities in her house.
“ Have you ever thought about moving to another house?” The toe of Mallory ’s shoe made a steady rat a tat tat on the tile floor as she glanced nervously around the room.
“Foot naw! Ain’ t nothing gonna make us leave our house . Besides, he don’t really bother us. Mostly just aggervate s us and keep s us from getting a goo d nights sleep. You ain’ t got nothing to worry about when you know God is in the house and I knowed He was in this house the day He se nt me an angel!"
“ God sent Mom an angel concerning my son, JoJo ,” I informed Mallory , who seemed to have settled down somewhat when the discussion had switched f rom aggravating ghosts to heavenly beings .
“ He sure did! Lord, I won’t never forget it as long as I live. It was a miracle is what it was. A miracle straight from heaven. I ain’t a gonna lie to you about it. I was having a terrible time, just terrible when JoJo had his accident. H e was at work one day when a steel beam fell from above him and hit his head. H e was knocked off a stepladder through the air about ten feet and landed on his back on concrete. He suffered broken bones in his back, his neck, a fractured skull, and had a brain bleed. I didn’t know whether my baby was going to make it or not. I’m here to tell you, it was touch and go there for a while and me and his mama like to worried ourselves to death. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. All I did was pray and worry about him. Yes siree, I worried about that child day in and day o ut.”
“She cried day in and night out,” Dad agreed.
“ Finally, when I had all I could take, I fell down on my knees one night and commenced to telling the Lord how worried I was and asking Him if there was any way He could lift that burden off of me?”
“The next morning I got up and went to Food Lion to get groceries. I was about half way through the store when I bent down to get a box of grits and out of nowhere the most beautiful black lady you ever did see squatted down beside me. She was wearing a white shirt and a pair of white pants and had long black flowing hair. I smiled at her, then grabbed my box of grits and pushed my buggy to the next aisle.”
“I picked up several m ore things and when I reached over to get Joseph ’s fiber cereal , there she was again. She didn’t have a buggy and she wasn’ t picking up any groceries. She
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