Backwoods Banshee by Amy Boyles

Author:Amy Boyles [Boyles, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LADYBUGBOOKS LLC
Published: 2019-05-12T05:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

When I got home, I kept thinking about how whoever had walked into Cora’s house had managed to vanish so quickly. For a person to so suddenly disappear meant only one thing—they’d received spirit help.

Which got me thinking about Jeffrey and Tallulah.

I glanced at my watch and realized it was late. The chance that Tallulah would be awake was slim, but I took it anyway.

I grabbed my purse, keys and headed to my car.

“Where are you going?”

I turned just as I was about to shut the door. Francine hovered in the living room.

“Wow. You have a way of scaring folks. I thought you had headed home.”

Francine smoothed her hair. “I was going to, but then I decided that I’d rather stay with you, see if I can help. After all, if I’m going to end up back in the cemetery, where I belong, then I’ve got to earn my keep, don’t I?”

I crossed my arms. “I suppose so.”

“Where are you going?”

“To do some surveillance. Want to come?”

“Sure,” Francine said. “Why not?”

We got into the Cruiser, and I fired up the engine.

“So. Where are we headed?”

“We’re going to watch a woman and a ghost. See what they’re up to.”

Francine rubbed her hands together. “Sounds wonderful. Let’s go.”

We reached Tallulah’s house a little bit later. I slid into a free spot on the curb.

“Lights are on,” I mused. “Interesting. Most old folks turn off the lights around eight p.m.”

“Some young folks do, too,” Francine added. “I tell you, if I was alive, I’d stay up until at least midnight every night.”

We sat outside waiting for something—what, I didn’t know.

“Want me to go inside and scare them?” Francine offered.

“No thanks. I just want to watch.”

Finally Jeffrey glided through the front door. “He’s on the move.” My stomach churned with excitement.

“Great. Want me to run up and hit him over the head with a boulder?”

I bristled. “There aren’t any boulders here, and aren’t you forgetting he’s a spirit, same as you?”

“Oh yeah, I was just so excited.”

Following in my car wouldn’t have been the smartest, so I slipped out and hightailed it down the street. Francine kept up, no problem.

A cold wind blasted through my jacket, cutting me to the bone. I zipped it up. It wasn’t that cold outside. Was it simply my proximity to Jeffrey that made me colder?

Probably so.

Jeffrey kept floating down the street until he reached an abandoned gas station. He disappeared inside.

“Now what could all this fuss be?”

I went around back and peered into a grime-stained window. It was so dirt covered I had to wipe it clean with my arm.

“I hope that comes out,” I murmured, staring at the brown stain on my jacket.

Francine floated up. “Oh darling, if it doesn’t, I know all sorts of tricks that’ll help.”

“Thanks. Now. Let me see what’s going on.”

I peered into the window and gasped. Ghosts and ghouls of all shapes and sizes mingled in the room while a spirit served up drinks.

“It’s a bar,” I said. “A dive bar for ghosts.

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