She would catch a glimps of him walking between the hen house and backdoor with a small basket of eggs, or see him in the room that used to be his bedroom…. the rest of us saw what Avery did (like the rocking chair rocking or doors opening and closing for no reason), heard him (walking around or playing the guitar), or smelled what he was cooking on the stove in the morning - many are the times my brother and I dashed down the stairs for the bacon and eggs breakfast we could smell cooking, only to find an empty kitchen as it was too early for even our parents to be up.

Nothing frightening, nothing startling, nothing harmful; unexplained things happened and were attributed to Avery playing a joke - and so it went until I got to school and discovered that not every house had a ghost, and indeed, the vast majority did not…. their loss