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died when I was younger. They were in a bank when it got robbed and they both didn’t make it out. So I moved in my grandmother and now I’m here. I keep forgetting we don’t know much about each other. We’re practically strangers.” Tate laughed, but I could see sadness in his eyes. He had been reminded of his parents and I couldn’t help but feel for him. I had both of mine, but I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost them.
“I’m sorry about your parents,” I said.
“What about you? What’s your story, besides the whole Dylan thing?” He tried to be slick and wipe away some tears from his eyes. I smiled up at him.
“I moved here seven years ago from California. My dad bought the Crow Mill near the town mall and we made the move. I’ve got to be honest and say that I hated it at first, but it grew on me. I graduated from Hanson high in May and now I’m just freeloading off of my parents with my dream of marrying David Tennant. You know, the usual.”
“Nice,” he laughed and stared over my shoulder, narrowing his eyes. “So, you’re into the paranormal?” he asked, noticing the blinking ghost on the webpage I had been on. I turned and closed the laptop, abruptly feeling uncomfortable. I didn’t need someone else thinking I was whacked out. “That was probably none of my business. But I’ve seen stuff before, in the store. I watch all the paranormal shows and I even have a ghost box.”
“What’s a ghost box?” I asked, trying to sway the conversation away from my beliefs. I didn’t know how he would take what had been going on. If he wanted to know, I’d have to tell him at least a little of what I was experiencing. He got instantly excited and leaned against my dresser.
“It’s a paranormal communication device. I bought it online for two hundred dollars. I know, that is a lot, but you can’t find these just anywhere. I actually have it in my car and if you want we could use it sometime. It’ll be perfect for Halloween.”
He smiled down at me and I couldn’t help but smile back. There was something about him, I was fascinated by him, but not the way I thought I’d be. My heart still needed mending, and even though I thought I’d be fine, I knew it was going to take time before I could let a guy in again.
“That would be cool, but how does it work?” I asked. I didn’t want to seem too interested in hanging out with him. I just didn’t want to give him the wrong idea, or false hope.
“Well you… how about I show you?”
“Show her what?” my dad suddenly appeared in my bedroom doorway, his arms crossed over his broad chest. He had his eyes on Tate like a cougar ready for a meal.
“He’s into the paranormal stuff. He wanted to show me this device. It’s called a ghost box.” I knew there was no way in hell my dad would let him take me anywhere, but it would be nice to get out of here.
“I’ve heard of that, you can hear voices from the radio frequencies,” my dad relaxed his arms and I saw a hint of a smile on his face.
“It’s awesome sir, I have one and it actually works. I was going to show Blair how it works but I take it she can’t leave. But maybe some other time,” Tate explained to my dad. My dad’s eyes glazed over, as if he had been watching a whole hour of white noise on the TV.
“Where exactly were you going to take her?” my dad asked.
“The Cemetery by the elementary school,” Tate replied. I watched them stare into each other’s eyes and finally my dad nodded.
“Can you have her back by seven?”
9
I watched Ben talking to my dad in the car door mirror as Tate and I drove away. I couldn’t believe that my dad let me go off with a boy I barely knew and that my mom was okay with it too. She looked at my dad, as if he had lost
“I’m sorry about your parents,” I said.
“What about you? What’s your story, besides the whole Dylan thing?” He tried to be slick and wipe away some tears from his eyes. I smiled up at him.
“I moved here seven years ago from California. My dad bought the Crow Mill near the town mall and we made the move. I’ve got to be honest and say that I hated it at first, but it grew on me. I graduated from Hanson high in May and now I’m just freeloading off of my parents with my dream of marrying David Tennant. You know, the usual.”
“Nice,” he laughed and stared over my shoulder, narrowing his eyes. “So, you’re into the paranormal?” he asked, noticing the blinking ghost on the webpage I had been on. I turned and closed the laptop, abruptly feeling uncomfortable. I didn’t need someone else thinking I was whacked out. “That was probably none of my business. But I’ve seen stuff before, in the store. I watch all the paranormal shows and I even have a ghost box.”
“What’s a ghost box?” I asked, trying to sway the conversation away from my beliefs. I didn’t know how he would take what had been going on. If he wanted to know, I’d have to tell him at least a little of what I was experiencing. He got instantly excited and leaned against my dresser.
“It’s a paranormal communication device. I bought it online for two hundred dollars. I know, that is a lot, but you can’t find these just anywhere. I actually have it in my car and if you want we could use it sometime. It’ll be perfect for Halloween.”
He smiled down at me and I couldn’t help but smile back. There was something about him, I was fascinated by him, but not the way I thought I’d be. My heart still needed mending, and even though I thought I’d be fine, I knew it was going to take time before I could let a guy in again.
“That would be cool, but how does it work?” I asked. I didn’t want to seem too interested in hanging out with him. I just didn’t want to give him the wrong idea, or false hope.
“Well you… how about I show you?”
“Show her what?” my dad suddenly appeared in my bedroom doorway, his arms crossed over his broad chest. He had his eyes on Tate like a cougar ready for a meal.
“He’s into the paranormal stuff. He wanted to show me this device. It’s called a ghost box.” I knew there was no way in hell my dad would let him take me anywhere, but it would be nice to get out of here.
“I’ve heard of that, you can hear voices from the radio frequencies,” my dad relaxed his arms and I saw a hint of a smile on his face.
“It’s awesome sir, I have one and it actually works. I was going to show Blair how it works but I take it she can’t leave. But maybe some other time,” Tate explained to my dad. My dad’s eyes glazed over, as if he had been watching a whole hour of white noise on the TV.
“Where exactly were you going to take her?” my dad asked.
“The Cemetery by the elementary school,” Tate replied. I watched them stare into each other’s eyes and finally my dad nodded.
“Can you have her back by seven?”
9
I watched Ben talking to my dad in the car door mirror as Tate and I drove away. I couldn’t believe that my dad let me go off with a boy I barely knew and that my mom was okay with it too. She looked at my dad, as if he had lost
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