I don't have to tell you what they found when they pulled what was left of the willow tree from the ground, now do I? That's when I decided I would learn to listen. Savannah: Not a thing until a strong storm hit a few months later. I let her teach me the shape of the tree again, and again until one day I saw it in real life.
I should have shut my eyes tight and glued the paper back. She was showing me what to draw, she was trying to tell me something. But one day the lines felt strange and cold- and I realized it wasn't the wall I was feeling- there was a girl on the other side of the wood. I even started to see it after a time, little indentations in the wood. I traced that tree until I knew every detail. Strong limbs running up into the sky, and the tangled roots grabbing tight at the dirt. I don't know exactly when it started, but I began to trace a beautiful old willow into the wall over and over again. I was a girl and it was the only thing I knew about that no one else did. I'd trace the ripples in the grain with my finger for sometimes hours. There was this gorgeous old wood behind it. Savannah: When I was young, there was a spot in my room where I could fold back the wallpaper. In Ghost of Thornton Hall, Savannah finally tells Nancy how she really got into paranormal investigating: She says that she started to become interested in ghosts by going with her father to spooky, run-down old houses that he was hoping to fix up. Savannah wrote a book called Unveiling Ghosts: Paranormal Investigations From Around the World, and was working on a second book, but something scared her so badly that she quit her career entirely and switched to covering technology.
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