The Ghost of El Centro

The deck is older than me and has history seeped into it It has now found its way to Los Angeles where I take care of it. We were screeched at by what I can still only assume was a banshee who had given up on the whole death my larky and found gainful employment. The rest of the house being all family went home to El Centro leaving me having declined their invitation to join them and having to work anyway Alone for four days. They agreed to send a team to the house to do a ghost busting after the upcoming weekend which happened to be Thanksgiving Being English Thanksgiving is always a little lost on me and as much as I enjoy it