I’ve written before about the strange electrical anomalies that sometimes happen in our house–bulbs that burn out in spectacular fashion and exercise equipment that suddenly acts funny–and last night we had another instance.
As we often do, my wife Rebecca and I were sitting at the dining room table chatting after supper when I heard a noise. I turned around and looked toward the other side of the house and she immediately got up to check… she’d heard it, too. She found nothing amiss and returned to the dining room, saying “Well, I guess someone’s just trying to get our attention.”
Troy Larson is a father, author, and photographer originally from Minot, North Dakota, now residing in Fargo.