<div style="text-align: justify;">Christine smiled back and pinched Leigh's cheek gently. "It's all right, honey. You have so many other talents. I love you just the way you are, even if I am being repetitive." After these words, Christine kissed Leigh's lips and finally stepped away, opening a window and looking outside. <br/><br/>"I don't know. I think I just want to be completely sure that we are making the right choice. It is a pretty big investment, after all."<br/><br/>With a sigh, Christine left the room and went downstairs to try and figure out what was wrong with the house. "Hi, Claire", she called curiously. "I'm sorry to ask, but... what is the problem with this place? I mean... don't get me wrong, we love the house. It's beautiful, and we can afford it. But... I don't know. Why so much cheaper than others in the area?"<br/><br/>The real estate agent sighed and paced for a moment. "Okay, it's your legal right to know. There were deaths in this house. The last owners, well, the lady died in childbirth, and her husband killed himself. In the house. And the previous couple...well, murder-suicide. Really tragic."<br/><br/>Christine blinked a few time. "Oh, my God. Well. I can understand why people would be reluctant. I have to talk to my husband, and see what he thinks. Please, excuse me." The young woman sighed. It was a little disturbing that the house had apparently seen two tragedies in the recent past. And she didn't want to talk about the lady who had died giving birth. It was just what her husband needed to freak out even more, wasn't it? Anyway, she had to tell him. "Leigh? Honey, where are you?", Christine called out, a little anxious.</div>