Suddenly, I feel a hand just petting the top of my
foot with a very firm, deliberate pressure. They did this about 6 times to assure me that my husband and I were not alone in the room. I was freaking out, but not afraid, and said to my husband, "Uhm, honey? Somebody is petting my foot as we speak." He looked at me as if I were nuts. He is not a believer in anything. I told him, "They are doing it right now!"
Less than a year later, we moved into this house.