Eclairs, Scares & Haunted Home Repairs by Erin Johnson

Author:Erin Johnson [Johnson, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

36

Into the Woods

We gathered around the table for breakfast, and I tried to eat my porridge with the wrong end of the spoon.

Iggy shot me a suspicious glare. “Did Hank drop you on your head or something?”

I was too tired for anything more than a half-hearted, “Har har.” I sighed when I thought of Francis tucked snugly in his bed… or rather, hanging upside down from the rafters. Maybe there was something to this sleeping all day thing.

Though my head swam, I tried to follow along as Hank, who sat to my right, filled everyone in on what had happened the night before.

Fumi’s mouth fell open. “Whoa. So Daichi really is haunting the house?” She blinked at her older sister, who sat beside her near the head of the table.

Misaki rolled her eyes. “Nah. There has to be some other explanation.”

Hank let out a weary sigh and blinked his bloodshot eyes. “I’m sure there is.” He gulped. “I just can’t think of any.”

Maple, who sat across from me, whimpered. “It sounds like a ghost. What else could it be?” Her face grew pinched.

“Hey.” Iggy lifted his little flame arms. “It could be a selling point. Who wants haunted hot cross buns? A boo-berry pie? A—”

I shook my head at my flame. Normally, I’d be all over the puns—but not on a total of five hours of sleep in the last two days.

Jiji, who sat at the head of the table with both her cat and Cat sitting in her lap, looked up. “You should go see the necromancer. She’ll know what to do.”

I frowned. “The same one Emi and Haru called on before? They said she wasn’t able to make the spirit go away.”

Jiji shrugged. “Well, she could at least talk to it again, see what it wants.”

I tipped my swimming head to the side. It wasn’t a bad idea.

Rhonda traipsed down the stairs in a pair of overalls with a green silk kimono jacket over it and her braids swept off her shoulders into a silk wrap wound around her head. “Necromancer?”

I glanced up. “Surprised to see you up so late. I mean early.” What time is it? Who am I?

She frowned at me, then waved to the others. “What’s wrong with her?”

“We staked out the house last night with Francis.” Hank swayed slightly. Or was that just the room spinning?

“Ah.” Rhonda leaned over my shoulder and plucked a slice of toast off my plate.

“Hey.”

She took a bite from it. “Yeah. I slept in last night since Francis was busy and I didn’t have anyone to go out with.” She grinned. “So I’m hanging with you lot today. What’s on the agenda?” She waggled her brows. “Raising the dead?”

Wiley grunted. “The dead’s already raised and terrorizing our new house.”

Rhonda stuffed the rest of the toast in her mouth and rubbed her palms together. “Nige. So gat’s why wergoing to ga neromanger?” She chewed.

Misaki tugged at the top knot that bobbed on her head. “I’ll take you. It’s my day off.

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