The house was silent, but from the kitchen came a faint female whisper, as if someone were crying. She listened \u2014 the sound stopped. She thought she imagined it.<\/p>\n
A few minutes later \u2014 again, crying, a rustle, then a man\u2019s voice, barely audible. My mother-in-law shot up in bed, her heart pounding.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho\u2019s there?!\u201d she shouted.<\/p>\n
No answer. Only a faint tap on the wall, then silence again.<\/p>\n
By morning, she hadn\u2019t slept a wink.<\/p>\n
\u201cDidn\u2019t you hear someone talking last night?\u201d she asked me in the morning, her eyes wide with fear.<\/p>\n
I smiled innocently: \n\u201cNo, Mom, I was up all night reading, but I didn\u2019t hear any voices. Maybe you were dreaming?\u201d<\/p>\n
The next night, it happened again. Whispers, knocks, a baby\u2019s soft cry.<\/p>\n
My mother-in-law began crossing herself and murmuring prayers. She thought her late husband had come for her.<\/p>\n
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