A Christmas Ghost & Zero Regrets: Dead by the Numbers Mysteries Holiday Short Story by Jennifer Fischetto

Author:Jennifer Fischetto
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery, mystery, Cozy, Thriller & Suspense, One Hour (33-43 Pages), supernatural, Ghosts, Holidays, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Gemma Halliday Publishing
Published: 2015-04-26T05:00:00+00:00

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We follow him back to his parents' house. I know he said he was off to see them, but I expected him to stop home first and shower and change. I can't imagine dishing out food in a sweaty kitchen has him feeling fresh and clean. Then again, boys are different. My brother, Enzo, could wear the same pair of socks for a week.

Dave enters the dark house through the side door with his own key. A back downstairs light goes on and then nothing.

"This is boring," says Aunt Stella. "Where's the adventure? Let's drive over the grand canyon, Thelma."

I ignore the old woman and ask, "Where did his parents work?"

"I don't remember." Claudia opens her door.

"What are you doing?" Julian asks.

"Going to snoop. I'll be right back." She runs into their yard and peeks into a side window. All we need is for someone to call the cops.

I want to open my window and yell at her that she's not doing it right. And I would know. I've spent most of my life sneaking up on my brother and sister, scaring the snot out of them. And them me. It's our way of life and a hoot. If there's one thing I've learned though, you stay to the back of the house or to tall bushes so no one thinks you're trying to rob the place, and you never stand full height at a window. You squat down so the person on the inside doesn't see you.

Before I have a fit and go into convulsions, she steps around to the back of the house. At least now I can't see her rookie mistakes. It dawns on me that she and I have never gone scaring together. I'm sure at least one of her brothers deserves it.

"You're quiet," Julian says. "What are you thinking about?"

"Izzie and Enzo. They're my sister and brother. And how much I miss them. This is my first Christmas without them."

"Boo hoo," Aunt Stella says then disappears. I hope she stays gone.

"And you're not going home because of the wedding."

"The one that may not happen? Yeah." Before I start feeling the need to get misty eyed, I ask, "What about you? Are you spending the holiday with family?"

He never did answer me earlier.

"It's just me and my dad, and he went to spend time with his mother. My grandmother lives in Massachusetts. So I'm on my own this year."

"What about your mother?" Sometimes being nosy is acceptable. Like when you're stuck in a car with a gorgeous man you want to get to know better.

"She's not around anymore."

Oh my God, that sucks. Now I feel a tad guilty about whining about missing my family. But just a tad. I still really miss them. "I'm sorry."

"You must be happy about spending the holiday with your boyfriend, at the wedding?" he ever-so-not-slyly asks.

I chuckle. "I don't have a boyfriend. How about you?"

He shakes his head, staring out the windshield. "Nope, no boyfriend."

I laugh louder.

He smirks. "No girlfriend either.

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