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Chapter Six
“First of all, let me just say this: Holy Mother of God.”
Tucker’s laugh filled the car as he pulled away from the
sidewalk. “Yeah. I kinda feel the same way. It’s not often something
that substantial happens.”
“You mean Barbies aren’t always victims of paranormal
activity?” I quipped. Despite the fear that had nearly exploded out
of my chest inside, I found a smile creeping onto my face. I had
really expected to get up and run the hell out of there at the first sign
of a ghost. Instead, I’d been too scared to move. I considered that a
good sign. At least my body reacted the correct way. I imagined that
if I jumped up and dashed away screaming at the top of my lungs,
Susannah would not have invited me to join them again. Ever.
But I didn’t! I managed to stay put. I made it through an
actual paranormal investigation, where there was almost definitely
an actual ghost present. I wasn’t sure how, but that wasn’t important.
The important part was that I did it! I repeated this expression of my
enthusiasm out loud to Tucker.
“Let me be the first to say I told you so,” he replied with a
playful smirk.
“Oh, come on. You didn’t know that I could do it. There had
to be some part of you that was like, ‘I hope she doesn’t go
completely ape shit in the middle of this,’” I countered.
He shook his head, still smiling. “Nope. I knew. There was
not a doubt in my mind.”
I decided not to argue because it was nice that he had so
much confidence in me. My dad and brother had definitely given up
on me very early on when they had tried to get me involved in
spooky things, although Gunner had some new found faith in me
now. God, he was going to poop himself when he heard what had
happened.
“Seriously, though, Chelsea, you did great. I’m really
impressed. You asked all the right questions and were very
professional.”
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