My Ghost House ch 5
(Thank you, Allie and Sam! I finally got this chapter to materialize, but only with your help.) Carrie paced the floor…back and forth. Having already called the hospital to check on Trina, she was relieved to find out that her best friend suffered nothing more than a broken ankle and light concussion. She would heal, but Beau would pay. It was time to do some homework. Throughout the day, the vibrations from the door to Beau’s domain rattled the house. He was mad, and Carrie couldn’t care...