“It just has to be that painting from the Winfried estate. The picture had “cursed” practically painted all over it.” Mrs. Fillmore’s eyes now looked unfocused as she thought more about it, almost completely ignoring the boy.
“What does a painting have to do with a haunted sheet?” Billy asked.
“It was of an empty bed, but what made it so infamous and valuable was when you looked at it at from the corner of your eye, you can see someone sleeping in it.”
“So you’re saying a ghost takes naps in the bed when no one is looking?”
“It must want its painting back!”
Aspirated, Billy whined, “Well I get cranky too when I don’t get enough sleep. What were you thinking?”