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This time her eyebrows turned downward. “You hung out with him? You don’t even know who he is. Except he’s into that weird ghost hunting stuff.” “I resent that,” Gunner piped up. “Not you, Gunner. You know you’re like my son.” “Heaven forbid,” he quipped. “It’s not that weird. Well, I mean, it is weird, but it’s not what I thought it was going to be at all. It’s not all pentagrams and sheep’s blood or anything. They are actually really respectful and scientific.” I tried not to get defensive, but I felt my blood getting a little heated up. I didn’t want her to think I was being silly or irresponsible. Tucker wasn’t dangerous, and as far as I could tell, neither was ghost hunting. Michelle didn’t look convinced at all. She had stopped eating her pizza and was staring at me with a concerned expression distorting the thousands of freckles on her nose. “Look, I’m not going to do anything stupid. I’m not, like, going and hanging out at his house or anything where he could trap me in his basement and sacrifice me to Beelzebub. We hung out down in Bethany at Joe Bean’s for a few hours. And I swear, ghost hunting isn’t what we thought it was going to be.” At that point, Trouble decided that pizza crumbs weren’t worth sitting through the tension in the room, so he got up and padded away. A few moments later I heard his nails clicking on the floor in the kitchen as he tried his luck with the scraps in there. “She’s right, Michelle,” Gunner came to my defense. “It’s not like you see in the movies. I mean, it could be, but the chances of that are so small. And Chelsea could get out of a bad situation before it got really bad. She’s not in any danger. Plus, Tucker has been doing this for years. He knows what he’s talking about. He’s not a crack head.” “How do you know this?” I demanded. “I emailed him. I wanted to make sure he was a reliable source. And I wanted to make sure he was nice.” My brother’s face was as red as my hair. 34
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hit him or hug him. It was sweet that he wanted to look out for me, but I didn’t need a ten-year-old watching what I was doing. I didn’t need Michelle giving me that disapproving look, either. I was taking an interest in something that had always scared me and facing down one of my fears, and now everyone else was nervous for me. How was I ever going to shake it off if they were still hanging on to it for me? “Look, can we change the subject?” I requested. “I would like to enjoy Mark Wahlberg without being lectured, if that’s all right with you two.” “That is more than all right with me!” Michelle agreed, hunkering down into the pillows in the corner of the couch. “We should have picked a shirtless one, though.” Gunner finished the conversation with a distinct “Eww.” 35
Page 1 and 2: The Haunted Hearts on Fire By Kathe
Page 3 and 4: Dedication For Lisa, who showed me
Page 5 and 6: Thank you, Rob, for opening my eyes
Page 7 and 8: Chapter One For his fiftieth birthd
Page 9 and 10: happened to be walking by and see m
Page 11 and 12: try and give this a chance. It may
Page 13 and 14: slowly. She pointed at one man in t
Page 15 and 16: trained me for three months to teac
Page 17 and 18: trying to break through that crowd.
Page 19 and 20: Chapter Two It didn’t take me lon
Page 21 and 22: used book store. Well, the guy who
Page 23 and 24: again. I had plenty of questions of
Page 25 and 26: “I’m walking out of here in ful
Page 27 and 28: “I have good news. The future lea
Page 29 and 30: 23
Page 31 and 32: the parking spots were filled up an
Page 33 and 34: Somewhere in the middle of the stor
Page 35 and 36: stuff they use on TV? Whenever Gunn
Page 37 and 38: he was pretty much alone around her
Page 39: “To be fair, you’re working two
Page 43 and 44: As Friday approached all too quickl
Page 45 and 46: deep thought that I actually missed
Page 47 and 48: The rest of the drive didn’t take
Page 49 and 50: Chelsea will stick with me.” As T
Page 51 and 52: out of batteries or stops working.
Page 53 and 54: Chapter Five I may have been scared
Page 55 and 56: e okay, he led the way out of the r
Page 57 and 58: was definitely less frightened than
Page 59 and 60: “How is everybody doing?” Tucke
Page 61 and 62: I reached into the nearest open bin
Page 63 and 64: Eventually, Brad’s voice crackled
Page 65 and 66: out after what had just happened. I
Page 67 and 68: Well, now I felt even nicer. “Tuc
Page 69 and 70: Tucker’s low chuckle filled the c
Page 71 and 72: explain what that means later. But,
Page 73 and 74: After a while, I sat back in the ch
Page 75 and 76: I swallowed that pleasant, warm fee
Page 77 and 78: Chapter Seven Gunner had pretty muc
Page 79 and 80: than others, and a few times they p
Page 81 and 82: The anger finally overtook the last
Page 83 and 84: When he lowered himself — way too
Page 85 and 86: I pulled away so I could get a bett
Page 87 and 88: “It might be helpful if you figur
Page 89 and 90: Brad agreed, and departed to go get
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Chapter Eight We sat in the playroo
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Instead of a terrifying monster wit
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Tucker was quiet for a moment, and
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to borrow some of that confidence a
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and pressed myself up against him,
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“Please explain to me how that’
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Chapter Nine It took a few more wee
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The pair went on to explain to me t
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“Tough luck, sister.” He gave m
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his body was moving on its own but
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Boy, I had no idea what I was getti
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Chapter Ten “You are absolutely b
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swung my legs out of the car, the f
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household. Someone who is Wiccan wo
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He blinked furiously to keep his te
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Mr. Johansson didn’t even look up
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who was twisting the bottom of his
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Chapter Eleven “Are you positive
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Mr. Johansson opened the door. I wa
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That uneasy feeling was creeping in
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The bang echoed deafeningly in the
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able to blink and turn his head was
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129
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Eventually, Daisy spoke up. “Wow!
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was a very real possibility that I
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“I have to ask,” I said, keepin
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And what about Tucker? Would he be
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deeper than I could see. It was so
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Chapter Thirteen I tried really har
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fire. When he pulled it away from t
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He picked up on the third ring, and
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was different. The way he carried h
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and humble, and as far as I knew, h
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“Look. I don’t know what’s up
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flipped my light switch behind me a
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“Hi, guys,” she greeted us befo
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Once Tucker had dropped off Susanna
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Tucker laid me down on his bed, and
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that wasn’t the most disturbing p
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I ground my teeth together violentl
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I seriously contemplated my options
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he watched the little flame dancing
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At that moment, several things seem
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window one last time. That same hol
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“Whatever was in that house was e
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Next, it was my turn to ask questio
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Richard and Daisy both sat down and
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Susannah’s expression instantly m
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Chapter Seventeen On Tuesday night,
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“She never wanted me her whole li
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“I don’t want anything. I want
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But I couldn’t help but feel stun
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“Whatever was there went home wit
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there around eight. Ethan, Richard,
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When a few minutes had passed, Crai
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of emotion it pretty much anchored
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He must have understood that being
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creative and used a knife. Once I e
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