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Our great-great grandparents and great grandparents, even some of our grandparents are all from that time period. Stories here tend to be passed down.” Nicolette added.
    “Oh, got it.”
    “Anyway,” Chrissi continues, “people who have gone there to stay at the mansion have reported strange occurrences happening.”
    Captivated by more information about Luken, I say, “like what?”
    Xavier moves in a bit closer, before he speaks with his voice lowered. I found myself attracted to him. He drew me in. Similar to the way Nate draws me in.
    “People mention hearing music coming from somewhere in the mansion. It is the same melody every night. The parlor room used to be a music room before Luken disappeared. The room is always empty even though music playing comes from there.” I urge them to continue. We walk down the street together while Xavier fascinates me with legends of Luken Vandersen.
    “Maybe we should hang out there, see what kind of strange mysterious things go on at night when the lights go out.” Xavier and Chrissi agree with Nicolette’s idea.
    I thought about the boy I have seen around the Vandersen Manor. His face is still a mystery to me. I tend to only see him when it is gloomy, at night, and during sunset. Once I even saw him walk out of the mausoleum, I think.
    It made me hope the murder rumor isn’t true.
    “I will have to ask.”
    “Have you seen anything?” Xavier asks.
    “I have seen…”
    “Avaya there you are. We must return now.” She says. “I see you have met some of the locals.” Livia is standoffish with them.
    We drive back a bit slower taking a scenic route. I try to stare out the window. Livia weaves through rolling hills and country winding roads with rural wooded areas here and there. “They were telling me about the history of the Vandersen Manor.”
    Livia grasped the wheel tighter suddenly appearing nervous. I didn’t understand what she would be nervous about. Livia pulls back on the gas petal bringing the car to a lesser speed. The clouds loomed above us overcast the father we moved away from Woodenbury.
    She gives me a quick glance agitated, “most of the rumors about the Vandersen Manor are false. They should not be referred to as a possible fact. Avaya, be careful who you trust here.”
    Livia continues to drive twisting the steering wheel with her clenched hands. “Is it true, that they never found Luken?”
    “It is true but do not go in search of something that died away and is in the past. Some things are better left shrouded in mystery. Luken disappeared off the face of the earth. Vanished! No trace of murder or abduction. The fact is…nobody knows what happened except for Luken himself and well, by now he has been dead for a long while.”
    Maybe, even longer than she might realize, I thought to myself.
    “What about his marrying Anabelle?”
    “He refused. A change of heart perhaps or he may have felt he was being dishonest with himself regarding the allegations of his being in love with a stranger. From what I have been told, Luken would speak of a girl he was in love with from a dream. A girl from a dream meant insanity. He even composed a lyrical piano piece for her.
    Luken believed this girl would hear his music and come to him so they could be together. Only it did not ever occur. He used to play in the parlor room it was once a music room. Luken would have trouble sleeping, soon he became restless. He did not like to sleep tortured by this girl in his dreams he could not be with.
    One night music did not play and earlier that same night Luken disappeared from sight. He was in the company of his future bride Miss Anabelle Woodson. Before you start to think about the rumor spread regarding his father, it is not true. Remember Avaya Luken was following the path of success, despite what he wanted.”
    * * *
    I ate dinner with my uncle and more of his colleagues. Nate sat to my left. I kept thinking about all I learned about Luken and what may have