A Ghost in the Attic by Solomon Petchers

Author:Solomon Petchers [Petchers, Solomon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781090778727
Published: 2019-03-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The Attic

Convincing Mom to keep Spike was easier than I had expected. Back in Akron, I couldn’t have a dog because we really didn’t have the backyard for it. Also, with the state of our family over the last few years; with my dad being sick and my mom taking it so hard, it really wasn’t the right time. My dad and I would talk about how, when he got better, he would get me a dog. “It’s going to have to be a small one, you know. And, you’re going to have to take it for walks and clean up after it.” He would put his hand on my head and mess up my hair. Of course, he never did get better, and the rest is history.

My mom did mention that Scott would have to make the final decision on Spike which gave me about three days to get him trained and into a routine. That was going to be pretty easy considering that he was already an obedient dog.

I woke up, walked into the kitchen, Spike right at my heels, and let him out in the backyard to take care of his business. Noticing Mom didn’t make breakfast this morning, I grabbed a box of cereal and a bowl. It was then I realized that I hadn’t heard from her at all. A wave of panic washed over me. The curse! Nanuk! I dropped the box of cereal on the table, leaving it to spill on the floor and ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs. The folding attic ladder remained flush against the ceiling. “Mom?” I called. It was silent. This time with a little more panic in my voice I called towards the attic door, “Mom!”

Just then, the door to my mother’s room opened and out she came. “Yes, Samson. What’s up?”

Feeling relieved, I responded, “Umm, nothing.”

“Why are you looking at the attic door? Did you think I was up there?” she chuckled.

I laughed nervously. “Why would I think you were up there?”

My mom laughed back, “Why else would you be staring up at the attic door?”

“I was…umm…wondering how much room there is up there is all. We have so much stuff,” I tried to cover up my fear with nervous laughter.

“Yup, we have a lot to store up there and I’m not doing that task by myself. That will be an us job, not a me job. I was thinking about heading up there this afternoon after we get home. See how much storage we have to work with. Perhaps, we can see how much we need to clean up and start putting boxes up there.” She must have read the panic on my face. “What’s the matter?”

“Umm...nothing. Let’s not work on the attic today. It’s probably a good idea to wait until Scott gets here.” I laughed again, “I mean you and I have done so much already. By the time he gets here, there’s going to be nothing left for him to do.

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