Haunting Tales From The Bleaker Street Benches

On Halloween Eve, Christine’s ancestor was with Martin Luther when he nailed his edict to the door of a church. Thus began the greatest heresy the Roman Catholic World ever knew. My ancestors fought against the Papal Armies bent on destroying them. Are we looking at her kindred, Johan Windt-Wandel, who has a hand on his shoulder?

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Last night Christine called me from her favorite Bleaker Street bench and gave me a report. She has attended the Village Halloween parade where she lost the Austrian native, Stefan Eins, in the crowd. She is wearing the boots I bought her at Ross at the Gateway Mall, for the first time. She tells me they fit perfectly, as if she stood on pieces of paper and had her feet traced. Consider the Glass Slipper.

“How do you do this? How do you know?”

“I am your psychic shopper! Even though we…