If You've Got It, Haunt It: A ghost romance (The Peyton Clark Series Book 4) by H.P. Mallory

Author:H.P. Mallory
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2019-12-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Ryan and I spent about an hour grocery shopping, and by the time we returned to the house, Maggie and Drake were in an argument. Apparently, in the end, Drake was banished from Maggie’s room indefinitely. The reason? That was where they both gave differing accounts.

Maggie claimed she’d been sitting on her bed in her room, listening to music and journaling when a silver, ghostly figure floated through the wall without knocking or otherwise announcing himself. Maggie immediately let out a scream and told him to get out—she could have been getting dressed—and Drake let out a sullen sigh, saying he thought everyone, Maggie included, had already left.

Drake’s account was a little different. In his report, he never even entered Maggie’s room. Instead, he was searching for a book about the ladies of the French Revolution, one that he remembered having last seen in the attic loft. (I didn’t tell him, but I’d recently tossed the book in question—it contained scandalous drawings—which, I deduced, was the primary reason Drake wanted it).

Searching the loft without finding said book, he drifted down through the floorboards into one of the storage rooms. Hearing a noise, he was startled to find Maggie in the room on her hands and knees, curiously studying a bright crystal orb that appeared to be “releasing some sort of music.” Every few minutes, the foggy pattern in the orb would change and she would ask it a question.

When I asked what sorts of questions Maggie was asking the glowing orb, Drake replied: “Can Ryan be trusted, or is he a wolf in sheep’s clothing? Does Ryan love Peyton as much as Drake does? (to which Drake heartily insisted that he loved me more).

“Really?” I asked with a frown. “Maggie really asked a crystal ball questions about my love life?”

“Right hand over my heart, I didn’t ask any of those questions at all,” Maggie protested. She was on the brink of tears; it didn’t occur to me that sharing the house with an older male ghost would prove to be such a trying experience. Had Drake been a woman, perhaps they would have gotten along better.

“It is possible she did not ask such questions,” Drake admitted with a frown. “But she was most certainly poking around in the attic and handling items that do not concern her!”

Drake had never been a liar and I couldn’t understand why he’d lie about this because it seemed like such a silly thing to lie about. I also couldn’t understand why Maggie wouldn’t just admit that she wanted to explore the old house. I didn’t blame her. I would have wanted to do the same thing.

“Drake, you know how to knock,” I said as I frowned at the irritated ghost.

“This is my house, mon chaton, and pardon me if I believed all of you were out on your errand! I was as surprised as she!”

“He’s a perv!” Maggie yelled back at him.

“I am no such thing!” Drake responded, even though I doubted he understood the meaning of the word.

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