Spooky Little Girl by Notaro Laurie

Author:Notaro, Laurie [Notaro, Laurie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Fantasy, Paranormal, Future Life, Ghost
ISBN: 9780345510976
Google: 5559fSORn-sC
Amazon: 0345510976
Publisher: Villard
Published: 2010-04-13T05:00:00+00:00

chapter thirteen

Three’s a Ghostly Crowd

“Lucy?” Ruby called out after she had marched right through the front door and into the living room, a collection of figures behind her on the other side of the door. “LUCY! I don’t have time to play games, you know!”

“Ruby?” Lucy called excitedly as she rolled out from behind the couch and scrambled to her feet. “Wow! I am so happy to see you! Did you come to get me? I knew there had been a mistake! Am I going to Alice’s now?”

Ruby laughed a little and shook her head. “I have a bigger surprise than that,” she said, and then motioned behind her. “Come on in!”

Lucy watched in amazement as three figures took several steps, passing right through the front door, and stood alongside Ruby. On her right was a tall, lanky man of indeterminate age who slumped slightly at the shoulders; next to him was a dour-looking woman wearing a black Victorian dress complete with bustle, her hair pulled tightly back into a bun; and on the other side of Ruby was a smaller figure, clad in what Lucy could clearly recognize as the same Ethereal White Lady gown that Bethanny had chosen. She was a tiny, wrinkled old lady with short, cropped white hair. She had deep creases around her eyes, which looked kind but also twinkled with just a touch of fire. These were eyes that Lucy knew, and that Lucy loved.

“Naunie!” Lucy gasped as she rushed to the old woman, scooping all of her white lady finery up into her arms. Naunie responded with a firm, taut hug that signaled just how long-awaited the reunion was.

“Lucy,” her grandmother whispered in her ear. “Oh, Lucy!”

“Oh, I missed you!” Lucy whispered back. “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you in The State?”

“Well,” Lucy’s grandmother said as she pulled out of the hug and took a long, earnest look at her granddaughter. “You know, that’s a long story.”

“No, it’s not,” the tall, lanky man said, looking a little perturbed.

“Mind your own business, Howe,” Naunie said, shooting him a dirty look. “You don’t know everything.”

“Howe?” Lucy asked. “My Uncle Howe? I know who you are! You died in that combine accident when I was a little kid!”

Uncle Howe’s face melted into a huge, wide, nearly proud grin. “Why, yes, I did,” he said sheepishly. “Chopped me up like egg salad.”

“Well, when you stick your idiot hand up into those mowers, what do you think is gonna happen?” Naunie confirmed.

“Am I related to you, too?” Lucy asked the stern-looking Victorian woman. “Are you my great-great-great-grandmother? This is so exciting! It’s like being a Mormon but without ruffles and tithing!”

“No,” Naunie answered quite flatly. “She is not a Fisher. Her name is Geneva Franks. I don’t even know why she’s here. She needs to mind her own business, too.”

“That is a blatant lie, Clovis,” Geneva Franks staunchly replied, boring angry eyes into Naunie. “You have endangered the status of my eternal existence. That is every bit my business.

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