Return of the Graveyard Ghost by Gertrude Chandler Warner

Author:Gertrude Chandler Warner
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Albert Whitman & Company
Published: 2013-07-23T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Movie Magic

“Is there a zombie in Greenfield?” Benny asked at breakfast the next morning. “Mrs. Radcliffe said the cemetery needed a zombie.” The children were sitting at the dining room table, which was laid out with bowls and spoons.

Violet came in from the kitchen carrying a box of cereal and a carton of milk. “Mrs. Radcliffe is just trying to frighten people away from the cemetery,” Violet told Benny. “Ghosts maybe. Zombies…no way.”

“A zombie would be scarier than a ghost,” Benny said while pouring a bowl of crunchy flakes. “But know what would be even scarier?”

“What?” Jessie asked.

“Grrr,” Benny snarled, showing his teeth. “A werewolf.”

Jessie laughed. “Or a vampire.” She covered her neck with two hands. “That would scare me.”

“Mrs. Radcliffe scares me,” Henry said with a wink. “I think she can chase people away from the cemetery all on her own!”

Everyone agreed.

“Good morning,” Grandfather greeted the children as he brought his coffee cup and joined them at the table. “How’s the ghost hunt going?”

“After last night, our suspects are all now more suspicious,” Henry replied.

“It’s day three,” Jessie said. “The last day for people to bring gifts to the mausoleum.”

“Or get bad luck.” Benny trembled. “A whole year of bad luck.”

Violet said to Grandfather, “If we don’t find a person acting like the ghost today, we might have to admit that the ghost is real.”

“Or wait till next year to search around again,” Henry said, shaking his head.

“So what’s your plan for today?” Grandfather Alden asked as they finished their cereal. “Are you going back to the cemetery?”

“Maybe we should hide again and see if we can catch the person gathering the gifts,” Henry suggested.

Jessie opened her notebook. “Remember when Henry found out about the old LaFonte house on the hill? I think we should go there,” she said. “Maybe we can find a clue in the house.”

Benny took his empty bowl and got up to go into the kitchen. “I’m going to need a lot of snacks if we’re visiting a spooky haunted house.” He patted his empty pockets. “Lots and lots of snacks.”

“That reminds me,” Jessie said, getting up from the table, “Watch is probably hungry too.” She called to the dog. “Watch! Come here, Watch!”

Usually Watch came running at the sound of Jessie’s voice. But not today.

“Watch!” she called again.

“Where’s that dog?” Henry asked, going to search the bedrooms. “I bet he’s sleeping, or—”

Just then Benny came running in from the kitchen. “Watch is gone!”

“What do you mean?” Violet asked, hurrying to Benny’s side. She looked worried.

“When I came downstairs this morning, Watch wanted to go outside. So I tied his leash to the patio table. Now Watch is gone.” Benny’s eyes were wide. “I knew it! We should have brought a gift to the mass-o-lume.”

“Mausoleum,” Jessie corrected as she came back into the dining room. “There’s no ghost.”

“Then how do you explain this?” Benny held up Watch’s leash. “Watch escaped. We have bad luck! We have bad, bad luck!”

Benny ran from the room and came back a second later, still in his pajamas and his morning hair sticking up to the sky.

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