My Ghost House, ch 4
The drama peaks.
Why is it that when you don't want to see ghosts, they are everywhere, but mysteriously absent when you really need them? I have been asking myself this question ever since Beau attacked me earlier that morning. Here it is mid morning on a beautiful Friday, and I am stuck in the house playing hide and go seek with phantoms. The ghost I am chasing, Colt, is no where to be found. I admit that what Beau did was exciting, but...