Pennies!

Years ago when we were first married, Andrew & I would go annually to an old bed & breakfast that was reported to be haunted.  We loved that place!  The woman who owned it would tell us stories about how ghosts leave pennies for you to let you know that they are around.  The culprit at her Inn was named Gus.  That story has stuck with us and, to this day, whenever we find a penny in a strange spot, we say there must be a ghost nearby.   Sometimes we thank Gus. 

Tonight when I was getting in to my suitcase in Miami, I lifted out my toiletries bag and, right underneath, was one lone penny.  We're happy that someone else is along with us!  I hope it's Gus.  

The one penny in the midst of my suitcase.