In my post about the Ma and Pa, I mentioned an incident about a person my wife and I know, who "may" have been present at my hotel, and who "may" have seen - or recognized - Mandy on her weekend out. Subsequent events seemingly have provided a perfect response, should it ever be needed.
A person who is a part of a group we all (my wife and I, as well as the party at the motel) belong to, sent some documents for me to review recently. In them, I was identified as being present and commenting g at a certain event in the past. But at the time of that event, we were actually at another event, and it can be proven. I notified him of the error and he will have me removed from those records. But he truly thought he remembered me speaking there..and would have sworn on a stack of bibles that I was present. His comment was "You must have been there at least in spirit...this is spooky."
Those events brought to mind an incident at work about 10-12 years ago, about which I had forgotten.
I worked for a company with offices near a commuter rail station (very convenient for many, but not necessary for me.) I drove into work early one morning, from our house 12 miles south of
there. Meanwhile, one of our employees and her hubby boarded an early train at the station near their house, about 30 miles north of the office. When she got off the
train and into the office, she was surprised to see me there already...and wearing pants and a top. She told me that both she and her hubby had seen me (wearing a stylish dress and killer heels) board their train two cars
back from them, about an hour previously. But they both walked through the train and couldn't find me
on board. Though her hubby stayed on the train all the way to the end of the line, after
she deboarded at our station, she waited on the platform till it left for me
to get off. "I" never did...in a dress and heels, or otherwise!
I showed her my car in the parking lot, with its "only warm" engine proving I had been there for a while, and offered to let her look through it for any women's clothes, which she declined to do. (As one of the religious types, I guess she didn't want to risk knowing for sure, in case I really did wear dresses. Little did she know.)
And she never did figure out who, or what, they saw
boarding the train...since it obviously wasn't me. (And it truly wasn't.) A woman who looks vaguely like me at a distance? (I had long hair even that far back.) A
spirit? Where did it come from? Where did it go? Why? Coincidental?
Mystical? Supernatural? That was never solved, and we'll never know the answers.
So this wasn't the first time....but from the looks of things,
undoubtedly won't be the last! And in this particular case, given my attire at the motel, it could provide some great cover, since at least two of the parties know each other and can corroborate it...
But I agree...the whole concept (well, other than the actual incident on Mandy's weekend) really is spooky!!