Perhaps my favorite part of the night was when we were walking back to the car. It was at least a mile or more, and Cade started complaining. We decided to tell him ghost stories so that he'd be distracted from walking. He got pretty upset. It wasn't because they were scary. No, he clearly told us "Rrrr.that's just dissapointing. I don't like it." We tried to explain that most ghost stories were disappointing. He still wants to know what was in the box.....but only the nuns can know............
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