Ollie Oxley and the Ghost: The Search for Lost Gold

Ollie Oxley and the Ghost: The Search for Lost Gold — page 5
Heads-up Buttercup DeeDee pushed by him and bounded up the staircase with Hank hot on her heels Moments later she leaned over the banister and yelled I call dibs on both rooms up here What Ollie threw his hands up in the air Why should DeeDee get two rooms Mom dropped the box of books she was carrying with a loud thud Puffs of dirt swirled about her feet like mini tornados Sweetie DeeDee could use the extra space for her costumes There’s a lovely room for you right here she added opening a door off the living room Ollie peered inside the cramped quarters You’d think the fact that I’m twelve and she’s only ten might count for something but I guess not He sighed and lugged his suitcase into the tiny space A pair of dust bunnies rolled across the floor like tumbleweeds The room or lack of room looked barely big enough by his calculations to fit his bed his green dresser and his red beanbag chair A round window that reminded him of a ship’s porthole looked out across the street at a yellow cottage with a white picket fence He crossed the room and pressed his face up against the glass There was a sign painted on the weathered boards of the fence Miss Sally World-Famous Medium he read aloud Why does a world-famous medium live in a crummy little house on Peach Street Before he could give it much thought Gus padded into the room His massive paws clicked on the hardwood floor Butting his head up against Ollie’s backside he barked in loud sharp bursts nudging him toward the door