Mysterious Mintwood Murmurs by Addison Creek

Author:Addison Creek [Creek, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“Okay,” I agreed at last. “We’ll have to make a break for it. On my mark.”

The ghost kept advancing as Greer and I started to take slow steps backward. “One, two, three,” I whispered.

Once the ghost realized that we were running, light wouldn’t matter, so as I pivoted I sent green sparks to the end of my wand to light our way. Greer then took the lead and guided me toward the window.

Now we were both flat-out sprinting.

When the ghost started after us, I threw some sparks in front of her. Temporarily distracted, she started to yell. At the same time, the footsteps upstairs quickened their pace.

“We’re in an awful lot of trouble if we don’t get out of here pronto,” said Greer.

“Let’s just get to the window,” I panted.

Greer stepped in front of what looked to me like a solid wall and pointed. When I got a couple of steps closer, I felt a slight draft. Then I saw the window.

Looking more closely, I realized that it was boarded up, the only light coming through between the slats of wood that had been nailed over the opening.

I stepped back, my wand shaking with all the green sparkles trying to come out of it at once.

I decided to let them.

“Disappear,” I said to the wood.

I had never performed a disappearing spell before, but back at the farmhouse I had thought about using it many times on the dishes, the dust on the furniture, and the laundry. Every time, I reminded myself that my grandmother would be disappointed if I tried to use magic for such trivialities.

To my great relief, it worked. The boards disappeared. Suddenly, light flooded the basement. The ghost behind us started yelling.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw that she floating toward us.

“We have seconds to figure how to get from the ground to the window,” said Greer.

“What about that stepladder leaning against the wall?” I asked.

“That’s one way to do it,” she muttered. She seized the stepladder and grimaced at how grimy the metal felt under her fingers. The ladder probably hadn’t been used in years.

We gritted our teeth and clambered up, me first. I reached out to open the window and found it stuck so tight I wrenched my arm trying to budge it .

Collecting myself, I tried again with less haste and more focus. This time there was a creaking, then a groaning, then silence. I tried again to shove the window upward, and this time it scraped open.

“You did it,” Greer yelled.

I would rather have had Greer go first, but that would have involved changing places while being chased by an angry dark ghost. We didn’t have time for that.

I landed flat on my stomach outside the window, then rolled through the tall, itchy grass and brambles to make room for Greer.

“Give me your hand,” I yelled as she started to scramble out the window.

She stretched her hand toward me and I grasped her fingers and helped hold her steady as she slithered to get through the narrow opening.

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