Hugh The Lodger says Farewell

This post is from my mothers Aunt Ethel who lived in Newcastle England. My mother is the type of woman who doesn’t lie and likewise with her elderly aunt. Aunt Ethel had a lodger named Hugh, for many years Hugh lived in her home and was like a member of the family. He would often sit in his favorite chair in the living room in front of the fireplace. My mother relayed this story that when Hugh died, a few days after his funeral Aunt Ethel was sitting in the living room reading. She looked up at Hugh’s favorite chair and there he was, sitting in it as always, he had a big smile on his face and raised his arm to wave as he slowly faded out. She wasn’t afraid as she knew in life Hugh was a friend that wouldn’t harm anyone, especially her. So it stood to reason he was simply an old friend that had come to say goodbye.


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