The Trespasser's Unexpected Adventure: Middle School Books for Kids: The Mystery of the Shipwreck Pirates Gold [An exciting kids mystery book / adventure ... (Crime Stopper Kids Mystery Books 1) by Karen Cossey

Author:Karen Cossey [Cossey, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2015-07-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Monday Morning

At five o’clock Logan was disturbed by Poet moaning in her sleep. Poet? What was she doing in their room? Logan peered over the edge of the bed and saw her asleep on her father’s beanbag. It was the one her father had sat on with her to read stories, and was one of the few things they’d brought down from Cole and Poet’s home in York. When Poet had a nightmare she would often come in and curl up on it, while Nate would tell her jokes to cheer her up.

Poet thought of Nate as her best friend as well as her brother. For once though, wouldn’t it be wicked if she thought of him as enough of a brother that she would wake him up for a joke or a story when she was scared?

He sighed and glanced at Nate, asleep on the bunk beneath him. Funny that such an annoying guy could be both Poet’s and his best friend. It was probably because they knew Nate would do anything for them—he was always looking out for them.

Logan lay still, listening to the wind in the trees. It would sound kind of scary if you weren’t use to it. Especially if you were worried about the ghosts of smugglers. He climbed down from the top bunk and went to check on Meeka.

He stood at her door, peering at her bed. The sheet was pulled up over her head and he heard sniffles.

“Meeka, it’s Logan. Are you okay?”

The top of the sheet was yanked down revealing a very wide-eyed Meeka, obviously trying to be brave. The wind was making more than its usual amount of noise. It’d be pretty bad out at sea, it seemed so wild.

“Shove over,” Logan sat on the bed next to her and leaned against the wall.

“Thanks for coming, Cliffhanger.” She seemed relieved, but trembled when another howl sounded. “I wish Dad was here.”

Logan stared at her. What now?

“You know what he would say?” he said, trying to match the smile in his voice to the one on his face.

“What?”

He mimicked Jason’s telling-off voice. “Don’t be such a girl.”

The next thing he knew, she had thrown off the blankets, picked up a notebook and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. He heard her stomping down the stairs and groaned. That didn’t go well.

Steve was standing, dumbfounded, in the hallway, his shaver in his hand.

“What happened?” he asked.

“I called her a girl,” Logan said.

“I see,” Steve’s face remained straight, not even a glimmer of a smile appeared. “My advice is ice-cream. Don’t worry about Mum’s rationing system. I’ll explain the situation.”

“Thanks. Warn her that I might need a lot.” He went to the kitchen and raided the freezer. Meeka had stomped all the way to the basement, and he went down with the ice-cream held in front of him as a peace offering.

Meeka had one hand on her hip, the other jabbed the air with her notebook. “Don’t you dare call me a girl.

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