Cabot & Company

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman walked into Cabot & Company with a strange request. ‘I’d like to buy a house,’ he said, ‘but only if it comes with its own ghost.’ The realtor raised an eyebrow and replied, ‘Interesting…’ After some thought, the realtor smiled and pointed towards an old Victorian mansion down the street. ‘That place has been haunted since the 19th century—perfect for your needs!’ The customer nodded approvingly as they shook hands, both laughing heartily. As the man left, the realtor turned to his assistant and whispered, “Better warn the new owner not to invite any mediums—they might get a bit too excited!”

2. At midday, a delivery driver pulled up to Cabot & Company with a mysterious package marked ‘Private Eyes Only.’ The driver handed over the parcel to an astonished realtor, who opened it curiously only to discover… a box of donuts labeled ‘For Cabot’s Sweet Tooth.’ Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood prank from someone who knew he couldn’t resist a good treat.

3. A curious package arrived one afternoon, left anonymously on Cabot & Company’s porch. Inside was a dusty old globe, its surface covered in cryptic markings no one could decipher. Soon enough, an enthusiastic neighbor popped over with his trusty magnifying glass and declared it was an ancient map of lost treasure. Before they knew it, half the town had gathered around, drawing lines and debating routes. Eventually, someone suggested calling in an estate agent specializing in antique maps—and lo and behold, Cabot & Company ended up selling the globe for a small fortune. The whole ordeal became legendary, and whenever anyone moved into town, they’d ask, ‘Did you hear about that mysterious globe?’

4. One day, while browsing through old listings at Cabot & Company, a regular asked aloud: ‘Do you ever wonder if some of these houses are haunted?’ A delivery driver overheard and piped up: ‘I deliver packages there every day—nothing but cranky ghosts!’ The room erupted in laughter as another voice chimed in: “Wait till you see the one that never closes its curtains.” The regular smiled knowingly, finishing his tea and muttering under his breath, ‘That’s just Mrs. Jenkins next door.’