We left Jim's house as fast as we could and once safely out of hearing distance I said what we were both thinking.
"So, Albert's fine. He's hiding in a cabin. It was mere coincidence we got a card and did all this investigation..."
"Not to mention the fact that it scared us half to death! What were we thinking? Ghost stories and communist communities! We live in Morgantown, for goodness sakes!"
Amy and I entered our apartment laughing at how silly we had been. Although Albert Lee had turned out to be just a lame old guy paranoid from his experiences in the 70s, we'd never forget him, or his mysteriousness.
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