Ghostly Fright by K E O'Connor

Author:K E O'Connor [O'Connor, K E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cozy mystery with animals, cozy murder, Cozy paranormal, Cozy ghost mystery
Publisher: K.E. O'Connor
Published: 2018-10-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

An ear-piercing scream woke me from my sleep with a jolt. I rolled out of bed, Flipper leaping up to join me.

It was Helen screaming, and the sound made my heart pound. I raced into her room and saw her staring at me with wide eyes as she lay frozen in her bed.

I looked around, expecting to see a knife-wielding maniac hiding in the shadows. “What’s the matter?”

She swallowed loudly, and a whimper slid from her lips. “There’s something in my bed. I think it’s a ghost.”

I stared at the sheets covering her. “I don’t see anyone, and I don’t sense a ghost. Are you sure you weren’t having a nightmare?”

“No! There’s something in here with me. It’s sort of cold and spiky feeling.”

I tilted my head. “That doesn’t sound like a ghost. Have you looked under the covers?”

“Of course not! If it’s a ghost, I won’t be able to see it.”

I pressed my lips together. “Do you want me to look under your covers?”

“Yes, it’s still here. It’s squirming around.” Helen gasped. “What if it’s a snake?”

“We don’t get many snakes in Hampshire. And we definitely don’t get any snakes coming out when it’s this cold. Could it be a pillow that’s worked its way down the bed?”

“This feels like no pillow I’ve ever experienced before. Get over here and look under my sheets before I have a heart attack.”

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as I walked to Helen’s bed. As I got closer, I slowed. There was a strange lump by her feet. I prodded it gently with a finger, and it wiggled.

Helen squealed. “That’s it. You made it move. Is it a ghost?”

“Are you decent under these covers?”

“Of course! Take a look.”

I gingerly inched up the sheets at the bottom of the bed to discover Helen’s bare feet. Lying next to them was Miltonia.

I laughed as I pulled back the rest of the sheets. “It’s not a ghost, and it’s not a snake. It’s your dog.”

Flipper’s bark sounded happy as he bounded over and licked Miltonia’s head.

Helen raised her head slowly. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Miltonia. “How did she get in here? I shut my bedroom door last night. She was supposed to stay in the main house.”

“She’s quite an escape artist if she made it out of there,” I said. “You can’t deny she likes you. She’s adopted you, whether you like it or not.”

“I’m not open for adoption,” Helen said.

I let Miltonia sniff my fingers before she backed away and pressed herself against Helen’s leg.

“She can’t stay in my bed,” Helen said.

“She is sort of cute,” I said. “Are you sure you don’t have room in your life for this little sweetie?”

“Can you imagine what Gunner will say if I bring her home? She’s a purse dog. If Gunner wanted a dog, he’d get one like Jessie. She’s a good, solid dependable dog. A working dog. A useful dog.”

“You have lots of lovely purses. Miltonia will fit in one just fine.

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