So remember how I said I had a date with ghost? Here’s how it went. This is the text conversation I had with my friend. I’ve typed it up exactly as it was, but removed identifying details, and irrelevant pieces. I do have her permission to post this. I never post anything without permission.
Me: Hey, so I tried Sunday night but didn’t get anything. Last night I tried again and I asked specifically about your grandmother and the situation there. I got one very clear image. It seems randon but I never know anyway so here you go. It was a purse. Like an old fashioned one, but I dont know if it was really vintage or not. But it was like a handbag that clasped shut on the top. It was a pattern of light and dark. On one corner of it was a metal decoration. It was letters, two. Really similar to the Dolce and Gabana DG but it was GG. I know you called her Gigi, I’m sure thats the reference but I just dont know what the purse means.
Her: Hey baby! I have two thoughts. 1) I have always had this “thing” about going into other people’s purses. I find it rude and just wrong. It came from my mom telling me Grandma caught her stealing a dollar when she was a kid and all Grandma said was “I’m disappointed in you. How can I trust you?” That stuck with me. I hate to disappoint anyone and a woman’s purse is her business. Maybe that was a big old “KEEP OUT” to me [ Jacq says: of the situation she asked me to look into] 2) I have a huge Japanese trunk full of Gigi’s things I have yet to go through. Its in the garage where the spiders live. I hate spiders. Maybe its not a “keep out”, but an “open this”. I have no idea whats in there. Now I’m incredibly interested and ready to brave the spiders. I love you, please feel free to put this up. It might help some people with “secrets” and where to look.
And thats it. I’ll post again if anything more comes up. Or when she goes through the truck. I’m curious myself now.