...a graveyard of all things across the street of this house I've rented on the beach a family plot on the opposite end of an empty 3 or 4 acres this wasn't in the description but I find nothing more comforting than a few dozen resting souls nearby while I too rest I awoke the first morning to a sigh and then another as clear as if she were laying beside me and later that day...near dusk I paid a visit where she rest and returned with the sounds and images of my new friends the Austins, the Stowes, the Farrows and the Wades the blackbirds squawked and jumped from tree to tree they did not approve of my interest perhaps they are the protectors of these souls settlers of the Outer Banks
this just occurred last week. I will be posting the video on Youtube. There are several anomalies...voices, etc. One of which is unquestionably a breath, sigh, inhale...that comes at the gravestone of William S. Stowe. I will add a link after I post the video. https://youtu.be/1ExATtnwTDY