The Heating and Air Conditioning supplier gave me the name address where I had our next a/c repair. When I looked at the address, I knew it looked familiar, despite the fact that I could not imagine why. I knew the area pretty well, but this was an enigma to me. Hardly any of Heating and Air Conditioning techs started talking about an old wive’s tale they had heard about. They said the graveyard I was working near had been cursed. If you didn’t hold your breath while walking past the graveyard, the curse would steal some of your soul, and you would die early. I knew they were joking with me, despite the fact that I had a Grandmother who believed in curses, and I never took them lightly. I hadn’t to park nearly a block away from the beach house where I was supposed to be working. I tried to hold our breath while walking past the graveyard, despite the fact that I soon realized it wasn’t going to help me. The beach house was directly across the street from the graveyard. I talked to the owner of the beach house and showed me where the a/c machine was. While working on the A/C unit, the fiance came out back and said she was ecstatic I got there. Too numerous Heating and Air Conditioning companys and other repairmen had trouble coming to this area because of the graveyard. I asked if it was entirely cursed. She laughed and said she had lived in this beach house for twenty years and she had to even see a ghost. It made me think better to hear this, and I hastily got back to work. Although I heard what she said, I just wanted to get the A/C machine repaired and get back in our service van.