Witch Ball by Linda Joy Singleton

Author:Linda Joy Singleton [Singleton, Linda Joy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Mystery & Detective, Psychic Ability, Social Issues, Juvenile Fiction, Body; Mind & Spirit, Fantasy & Magic, School & Education, Mysteries & Detective Stories, Friendship, Supernatural, Girls & Women, Visionary & Metaphysical, Grandmothers, Parapsychology, ESP (Clairvoyance; Precognition; Telepathy)
ISBN: 9780738708218
Google: u6nEuWozsxwC
Amazon: 0738708216
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide
Published: 2005-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

"You're supposed to fall off a horse?" I asked in amazement. It wasn't as sappy as falling for a beautiful girl, but definitely not what I expected. "Are you sure you heard him right?"

"I wasn't hung over or anything if that's what you were thinking."

"That's not what I meant." My hair fell across my face as I glanced over at the construction site. Falling off a roof or ladder would make sense, but a horse? This was an area zoned for new housing developments, not livestock. And Penny-Love told me Jacques lived in an apartment near Main Street.

"I know what I heard," Jacques said defensively. "That mystic dude said all hollow-like, `You will suffer a severe injury from a fall off a horse.' But no way that's gonna happen."

"How can you be sure?"

"I'm allergic to horses. When I was a kid, I had to be rushed to the emergency room after riding a pony. Man, I almost died. After that I wouldn't even go near merry-go-round horses."

"You don't ride at all?"

"Never. I can't look at a horse without sneezing. I steer clear of the beasts."

"That's great," I said, then noticed his look of surprise, and added that I meant it was great he wouldn't have a dangerous fall. But I was actually thinking it was great that his allergy prevented the prediction from coming true. If his prediction couldn't happen, the witch ball ghost had no real power. My prediction wasn't going to happen either.

Jacques glanced over his shoulder to where a semitruck pulled into the site. "That all you need?"

"Yeah."

"I better get back to work," he said with a wave.

I waved back, then hurried to my bike-eager to get away from him. His information may have been good news for me, but his whole sleazy attitude was bad news for Penny-Love. She thought Jacques was mellow because he was a creative artist. But I suspected it had more to do with drugs. When she found out, she was going to be devastated.

Should I tell her? And if I did, would she believe me?

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