Boo Who by Rene Gutteridge

Author:Rene Gutteridge [Gutteridge, Rene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-307-55192-4
Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
Published: 2010-06-09T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

MARTIN WATCHED THE MAYOR, in his fancy sunglasses and tropical shirt, walk past his office. To Martins extreme relief, he didn’t stop in. Earlier, he’d spent an hour listening to the mayor’s thoughts about starting to jog every day, just to get in shape. Martin thought he was subconsciously aware how much his legs were showing.

Martin held his breath until the mayor went into his own office and shut the door. Last night, he’d found a fascinating clue to the town’s history. And maybe clues to some other mysteries as well.

He’d found an old map of the town dating back to the late 1800s, buried underneath a loose board in the library. An X seemed to show the location of something in the foothills. Late in the night when he’d hiked up to investigate, he’d found five shacks, nearly dilapidated. He’d been aware of two of them, but according to the map, there seemed to be a precise reason for their location.

They were all laid out exactly the same, with an area for bunks, a small wood-burning stove, and heavy wooden bars to lock them from within. As Martin had stood inside one, the walls seemed alive with whispers. These shacks meant something, but he didn’t know what.

Beyond their location, there were few clues left. He’d found an old and torn blanket, an empty milk jug, and a letter that was now only inky smudges. All he could make out from it was, I have found a place … Whatever it said, the letter did not seem to have been sent. He’d found it tucked in an unmarked envelope that had slid between two floor planks.

In the still night, cold beyond measure, Martin had stepped out of one of the shacks, intending to go home. But he heard someone in the woods, causing a frightful stabbing in his heart. He rushed back into the dirty shack and closed the door, opening the peephole slightly to try to catch a glimpse. He’d been so excited by his discovery on the map that he’d forgotten about the ghost people wandering around.

At first there was nothing, though his pounding heart told him to stay put. And then, in the shadows, a figure moved. Martin covered his mouth, trying not to scream. As his eyes focused in the dark, he realized he was about to encounter one of these strange people who’d now invaded their town.

He started hyperventilating and stepped away from the peephole. But curiosity drove his eye back to it, and what he saw through it nearly made him faint.

Melb Cornforth, of all people! Her long shadow trailed behind her as she slowly walked through the woods, head tilted high as if she might just start howling. What in the world was she doing in the woods at this hour? When she’d finally passed out of his line of sight, Martin fell backward into a nearby post and let out a yelp. He felt as though he’d traipsed smack-dab into one of Wolfe Boone’s novels.

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