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chamomile tea stuff. That’s the calming one, right?” I say. “And call Dad.”
    Of course, now is the time my dad picks to be out of town. Right when freaky-deaky things are happening. Like stalkers going after The Ruler. Like psychic readings coming true. Like car tires getting slashed.
    I slowly press the End button. “Polly, who slashed the tires?”
    â€œI don’t know. I’m sorry.” She really does look sorry. “I told you exactly what I was seeing. You know everything I know.”
    Junie pokes me in the side. “We better meet up with Amber.”
    Suddenly, I feel in a hurry to get home. I wanna check out the tire situation and The Ruler. “Where
is
Amber?” I stand and push in my chair.
    Her eyebrows up in a question, Junie looks at Polly. “At a ghost hunter’s booth. Where’s that?”
    â€œThe other side of the park. In a tent. Kitty-corner to here.” Polly stands. She hands me her business card. “Sherry, you need to be careful.”
    â€œWhaddya mean?”
    â€œI didn’t see anything specific. Just this general dark cloud of danger around you.” Polly moves her chair. “You’re not psychic. But you’ve got something, Sherry. You know it, right?”
    I shrug. “Yeah.”
    â€œCall me if you need me.” Polly touches my shoulder.
    â€œCome on.” Junie grabs my hand and we take off through the exhibits, dodging people and tables. We jog past the food tent to one with a handwritten sign: THE GHOST HUNTER.
    Inside the tent, Amber, Dana and a guy are huddled over a table. Their backs are to us.
    The guy says, “It’s a gaussmeter. Brand-new and very expensive. I use it to determine paranormal presences when I’m on a ghost call.”
    â€œAmber,” Junie calls.
    The three of them straighten and turn around.
    Can you say “Cutie-Pie Ghost Hunter”? No wonder Amber’s hanging out here. Mr. Ghost Hunter’s the most adorable older guy in history. He’s, like, twenty and very Hollywood, with blond-brown hair and piercing dark eyes. Granted, the whole ghost-hunter persona is bizarro, but you kind of forget about that when you’re looking at him.
    He glides over to us. “I’m Zane.”
    He shakes our hands. Too odd. I mean, we’re thirteen. Usually twenty-year-olds ignore us. “What can I do for you two?” His voice is like fondue chocolate.
    â€œUh, nothing.” Junie looks around him to Amber. His cuteness is not sidetracking her. “Amber, let’s go. You gotta take us to Sherry’s house.”
    Smoothing out her T-shirt, Amber steps toward Zane. “What’s the rush? The tires are already wrecked.”
    Junie shakes her head with impatience. “The rush is you need to drive us back to Sherry’s before you and Dana go to the movies.”
    â€œMovies?” Amber says, ogling Zane like she doesn’t have a boyfriend. Which she does, but she likes to have more than one. That way she always has a guy to hang out with that she’s not tired of. Of course, if she had a high-caliber boyfriend like Josh, she wouldn’t be going for quantity over quality.
    Junie’s freckles are 3-D, standing out like they always do when she gets frustrated. “The movie you and Dana are going to. You know, the reason you couldn’t give us a ride home in the first place.”
    â€œOh, that movie.” Amber sidles up close to Zane. “We’re not going anymore. Instead, we’re learning all about the ghost-hunting business. Right, Dana?”
    â€œI guess.” Dana isn’t smiling.
    â€œI’d really like to get home. I’m kinda worried about The Ruler.” I pull my phone from my pocketand glance at the time. “How about five more minutes here, then we head out?”
    Zane springs with enthusiasm back to the table of equipment. He carefully picks up a yellow rectangular box with a