On a sunny afternoon!

My family lived in Lakewood, California. My daughter Jenny had a room of her own that she couldn't sleep in, so Arney and I changed rooms with her. That was the coldest room I have ever known. No matter what time of year it was. Time went by and we moved back in our room and put Jenny on a cot in our room...so we could sleep. Arney was not going for the thought of something strange, it was just how the house was built. So we didn't talk about the room when he was around because he would tell us we were nuts.......It was a sunny afternoon in Southern California and we had just came home from a day at the beach. Arney decided he would take a shower to get the sand off. Then he stood in front of the sink combing his hair when all of a sudden he got a big slap on his necked butt. No one was in the house, we were all in the front yard sitting and talking to our friends from across the street. He looked everywhere in the house trying to figure out who hit him on his behind....no body was there. Besides the bathroom door was closed....HUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! He then believed that something was happening, maybe it had something to do with that cold bedroom after all......