Lucinda

 

It was a brown and reddish vase that should never have made its way into the store. A series of odd occurrences and misunderstandings caused it to end up on the table next to a photo of Lucinda, their only child.  Everyone in town was aware of the history of this vase.  It had been passed around like some treasured heirloom, even though it never seemed to stay very long in one spot.

Two women in town believed it was cursed.  They would no sooner have the thing in their house than eat a brussels sprout on a Thursday, which they both agreed would cause your dreams to switch into black and white.

How the vase ended up here changed from person to person, depending on who was telling the story.   Raymond Tipton, a furniture buyer for Sears, says he ran into Lucinda during his travels overseas.  He reports that according to Lucinda, the vase had been given to the family years ago by a homeless man who said he discovered it sitting outside of a carwash.  It wasn’t quite clear which was sitting outside the carwash, the homeless man or the vase, but in either case, the homeless person was thinking he could get a couple bucks for it, so he carried it up to the nicest looking house on the street, but all Lucinda’s grandfather did was to take the vase, say “Thanks” and then close the door.  That, according to the two women, is precisely when the curse began.