Ollie Oxley and the Ghost: The Search for Lost Gold

Ollie Oxley and the Ghost: The Search for Lost Gold — page 9
DeeDee dramatically raised her paper cup filled to the brim with instant lemonade To our new house To our new house Mom echoed Ollie glanced down at his cup It was half-empty To our new house His voice sounded soft even to himself Mom turned to Ollie her blue eyes filled with concern You just need a good night’s sleep She gently ruffled his hair and gave him a kiss on the top of his head In the morning everything will feel like new It always does he said in a near whisper A short time later Ollie lay in bed with Gus curled up by his side Maybe this time things would be different Maybe this time they would stay put long enough for him to make a friend Yawning he pushed Gus to the foot of the bed and drifted off into a troubled sleep Ollie awoke with a start just past midnight Moonlight streamed in through the window casting eerie shadows on the wall A sudden gust of wind shook the house and rattled his nerves His heart skipped a beat He pushed himself up onto one elbow just enough to see out the window The street lamp flickered off and back on illuminating Miss Sally’s house On her porch swing there sat a boy With his arm draped casually across the back of the swing the boy kicked his legs back and forth like he didn’t have a care in the world Even though it was a hot August night he was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and black pants with suspenders He looked to be around twelve or thirteen with shaggy blond hair and pale white skin