Amanda in Spain: The Girl in the Painting

Amanda in Spain: The Girl in the Painting — page 9
hallway I love it cried Amanda when they opened the door to their room She fell backwards on the fluffy quilt covering a wooden bed and stared at the oak beamed ceiling I have a feeling the Friar's beds wouldn't have been this comfy She opened one of the shuttered windows and looked down into the mysterious dark garden I want to explore this place tomorrow Leah groaned I am so tired what with all the walking around the museum sightseeing and shop ping How can you even think of exploring a stupid old hotel But this isn't just any old hotel It used to be a monastery with a ghost How do you know there is a ghost