The ghost continues to make appearances in our kitchen. Yesterday, Lucia was about to enter the kitchen but stopped short and said, “I see a ghost.” She said the ghost was at the stove, cooking soup. When she said she saw the ghost, she actually hurried behind me, as though hiding. A day or two before that, the ghost was first in the kitchen and then outside: “Ghost outside, looking for stones.” (The ghost is often carrying stones while in the kitchen.) And also recently (can’t remember the specific days) she was running back and forth from the living room into the kitchen—until she said a ghost was in the kitchen, at which point she would come to a screeching halt at the kitchen threshold and refuse to enter.
I’m really intrigued by all this, especially the idea that she somehow has understood that a ghost is something to be afraid of, something to avoid. Where did this knowledge come from? And just what is it that she’s seeing?