Re: [Lakeside Manor: Hugh & Atticus]
"Depends on who you ask," Hugh laughed. "From a practical standpoint it's just a light on stage so the last person out and the first person in don't injure themselves walking around. If you want to be practical. If you want to believe in ghosts, however, it's to keep the theatre ghosts from believing that they've abandoned and causing accidents. So, if you've turned your theatre into a store, stands to reason if the theatre had a ghost before, they're still there haunting the place, and a ghost light would still be useful." He considered. "I don't know many other superstitions - leastwise none that'd be expected in a building and not around a performance. I'll have to think."
Hugh nodded. "Yeah, I mean, and also at the same time it feels like I don't always know my neighbors, or people in town that well. It's at once everyone knows your business, and everyone doesn't know you at all, which can be strange."
He finished off the brownie and reached for the milk, nodding at Atticus' words. "I think that's it, really. Not that some of them wouldn't have done things for me, you know, but we didn't ask for more. I didn't, they didn't, and when the trial happened, a lot of people disappeared, or only wanted to know things about the set and the sensation of it - they didn't really care about the impact it had on me. Kinda made me wonder if I was capable of being a good friend since I didn't have very many of them. I think I am. Now. But I think I wasn't sure of that when I moved here."