Ghostly Claus by E.M. Leya

Author:E.M. Leya [Leya, E.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: E.L. Publishing
Published: 2023-08-31T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Lance heard the voices as he made his way from his room to the kitchen. He was showered and feeling refreshed after a long day, but he'd been upset to find Jackson gone when he'd gotten home. Ray and Bethany said they hadn't seen either Jackson or Kel all day. Lance had been so worried his brother had left for good that he'd had to check the guest room to make sure his brother's things were still there. Thankfully, they were.

"You should go with them," Bethany was saying. "You'll have fun. Think of all the rides you can take and not have to wait in line."

"I don't know. I never was much for amusement park rides." Cel's voice carried down the hall.

Lance grinned, glad to hear Cel was there. He hadn't seen her in two weeks and missed her. She'd canceled last Friday's dinner due to a sick grandchild she'd wanted to stay home and watch. He didn't blame her. Even if the kids didn't know she was there and she could do nothing physically to help them, he knew she still longed to care for them and feel like part of the family.

"Cel, I'm so glad you're here," Lance said just as he walked into the kitchen. "How's your son feeling?" He paused as he stepped into the room and saw Jackson sitting at the kitchen table with the ghosts standing around the kitchen.

"What?" Jackson looked up, confused.

Lance dropped his hand to pet Haunt as she ran up to greet him. He let his fingers run through her fur as he swallowed hard. "Hey, sorry, I didn't realize you were home." He stepped farther into the room.

"Then who were you talking to?" Jackson asked.

Lance glanced at Cel, then back to his brother. "I'm not sure you'll believe me if I tell you."

Kel stood against the sink. "He's not."

"You trying to tell me there's a ghost in here with us?" Jackson rolled his eyes.

"Four of them actually." Lance gripped the back of one of the kitchen chairs so tightly his knuckles went white.

Jackson shook his head.

"What reason would I have to lie to you about this? Of all things for me to make up, this would make no sense. I don't know how to convince you, but it's all true. Kel is standing by the sink, Bethany and Ray are over by the sliding glass door, and Cel is by the fridge."

"Can you prove it?" Jackson's voice was hostile.

"Not that they're standing there, but I can prove they're real." Lance turned and pulled a notepad out of the junk drawer he had. He grabbed a pen and tossed both on the table in front of Jackson. "Write something down. I'll stand across the room. The ghosts will tell me what you write." Lance moved to the farthest point in the room from Jackson.

Jackson quirked a brow but wrote something quickly.

"He wrote the words, fuck this," Ray told him.

Lance sighed. "Crude, but I get your point. You wrote, fuck this."

Jackson

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