But as years pass, those roots get twisted up and gnarled into a ghost story that's not quite true, but not exactly false either.
She had been living in a nearby hotel while working, and had only been there for a few months.
These are in fact only stories so try not to take it too personally if the story you have read is not identical to the one you heard.
However, many have mistaken it for the old graffiti-covered railroad bridge that goes over Main Street, completely unaware that the real Lydia's Bridge was shut down decades ago and sits buried in kudzu roughly 50 yards away in the overgrowth.
Confused, he asks if Lydia is inside.
Description: I started collecting as many as I could to preserve them.