It sustained riding in the car with the parents for 2 1/2 hours to arrive at my door.
It helped push the youngman to "research" all that he could on-line concerning my house(The Dad's statement)
He had been to a haunted house or two and I guess was sufficiently scared there.
I see this often.
All happy and brave..until they get here or until I open the front door. "Whoops! This isn't on a small glass tube, under My Control!?"
"Whose control are you under NOW?"
Yes, MINE.
Mom & Dad enjoyed the house much more, laughing, being active participants.
"Jr." kept needing the bathroom, maybe for the usual reason, maybe the other reason?
Maybe one more year would have turned the corner for him? Maybe not?
I still always give them my best.
I can't help it because sometimes I can turn it around with persistence.