“Did you just see something in the window?” he asked. She felt a chill.
They saw her only once. That was before Linda Roberts-Antinoro and her husband, Mike Antinoro, had moved into the historic stone house surrounded by sloping hills and a scenic stream.
As they visited the Baltimore County property on a blustery afternoon in January 1990 and stood gazing at the locked and empty home, they noticed a shadowy figure in the window above the front door.
Linda didn’t say anything. Her husband was a New York City firefighter, a no-nonsense type of guy. It’s probably just reflections of trees, Linda told herself. But then Mike turned to her, perplexed: “Did you just see something in the window?” She felt a chill.
During the more than 25 years they lived there, they grew accustomed to the occasional sound of footsteps above them when no one was upstairs, or the inexplicable relocation of a candle from the fireplace mantel to other corners of the room.
And – well, that’s the whole story. Linda and Mike never actually saw their ghost again.