A Ghostly Twist by Carla Solomon

Author:Carla Solomon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Maple Tree Books, LLC
Published: 2021-05-14T05:53:36+00:00

Chapter 15

“It’s my fault,” Sam heard Eliza say as he started coming back around. “I shouldn’t have let him do so much.”

Sam felt a gentle breeze and pried his eyes open to see Libby fanning him with her postcards.

“I’m just saying. You mocked me for buying postcards, but that’s twice they’ve come in handy,” Libby said.

Sam heard footsteps running towards them and bolted upright, his heart racing.

“Here you go, Buddy,” Rocky said, pressing the cold bottle of lemonade into Sam’s hands. “My rodeo skills weren’t needed this go round, so I got you something to drink instead.”

Sam’s heart rate slowed and he drank the lemonade gratefully. Everything seemed normal enough, but the memory of the voices still echoed in his head. “Did any of you hear someone talking before I … um… passed out?”

Eliza cocked her head towards Libby, whose eyes darted to Rocky, who nervously adjusted his hat.

Sam looked down, his shoulders slumping. “You all think I’m crazy, don’t you?”

“No. Not at all,” Eliza said, unsure of what else to say.

“It’s been a crazy day for all of us, not just you,” Libby said. “But it’s no big deal. It’s time for all of us to get back to the campground anyway.”

Sam sucked down the last drop of lemonade. He knew they were lying, but what did he expect? To them he was just a know-it-all kid who claimed to hear voices and to see people in portraits moving. He hardly believed any of it himself, so why should they?

Rocky held out his calloused hand once again and pulled Sam up. “Come on. Let’s head on back.”

There was no mindless chatter between Libby and Eliza as they walked through town and Sam was surprised at how much he missed it. Soon the streets changed to the boardwalk and the buzz of insects and the dull roar of waves filled in the uneasy silence until they reached the campground entrance.

“My campsites down to the left,” Rocky said as they stood at the fork in the road at the entrance.

“Ours, too,” Eliza said.

“I’m down here to the right,” Sam said, thinking they were probably glad to be rid of him.

“You gonna make it okay?” Rocky asked.

“I’m fine,” Sam said trying to convince himself as much as the others. “Libby’s right. It’s been a long day and I just need to relax a bit. After all, nearly drowning is hard work.”

Rocky tipped his hat. “You’re making more jokes? Maybe you’re worse off than I thought.”

The tension eased a bit and Libby pulled out the itinerary from her pocket. “There’s a campfire tonight after sunset. Should we meet up and go together?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Rocky said, tipping his hat to Sam before he walked away.

Sam turned towards his campsite thinking he’d probably never see them again. He wasn’t the smart kid they needed to solve the mystery anymore. He was the crazy kid who sees and hears stuff that isn’t there. Who wants one of those tagging along to a campfire

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