That's what our plumber asked me this afternoon when I backed off our narrow staircase as I started for the top step as he was coming up. It made me laugh and also called to mind my Grandmother's penchant for "leaving by the door you came in". I wanted to look up this superstition and some of the searches turned up a verse I like (it also creeps me out a bit):
'Yesterday upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away'
~~ Antagonish, by Hughes Mearns ~~
Left Manhattan for St. John's Newfoundland. Love's a helluva drug.
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