The Ghost Whisperer

Part One - Chapter Five

It was just past noon when Kiera decided to pay Anthony another visit at his house, and she brought Luna along with her.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Luna asked nervously.

“Of course!” Kiera exclaimed with brimming confidence, “Things between me and him have been getting better for sure since the park. I’m absolutely positive he’ll let us investigate the ghost in his garage by now! Maybe he’ll even help us convince his father to let us into his workspace!”

“If you say so.”

Luna was not too reassured about her best friend’s theories, but she went along with it, nonetheless. She adjusted her glasses with two fingers and Kiera brushed her long blonde hair with her hand as they both made their way up the walkway leading to Anthony’s house. They climbed the front porch steps, and once they reached the door, Kiera pressed the doorbell twice in a row. In anticipation for the door to open, both girls had expected it to take longer for they thought Anthony would have to drag himself out of bed to answer their call.

Instead, they were greeted rather quickly by a middle-aged man with slick brown hair and whose smile faded immediately once he saw them standing on his property.

The girls both stood in place, shocked. It was also visible on their faces. Neither of them said a word. All of a sudden, Mr. Neville asked in a stern tone, “Can I help you?”

Even Kiera was stunned enough that it took her a moment or two to regather her own feisty perspective, and with a slight grin she managed to say, “Well, we’re here to see Anthony. I’m sure he won’t mind if we just take a look around. It could help us with an investigation.”

Silence overtook them afterward, until Mr. Neville questioned them a little bit more angrily this time, “What’s that supposed to mean? Just who are you two?!”

“What?! You forgot about us? That’s so rude!” Kiera blurted.

This caused a vein to pop up on the side of Mr. Neville’s head, so Luna jumped into the conversation to try and ease the tempers flaring, “Um, what she means is that we’re friends—I mean, acquaintances, sort of, um, with Anthony, and we just wanted to know if he could spend time with us today. So, is he home?”

Mr. Neville heaved a sigh before stating rather impolitely, “I’m sorry, but Anthony is not feeling well today. He’s been in bed all day, and I think he might be coming down with a bad cold.”

However, the strange thing was he didn’t sound at all worried for his son’s health. Like he expected this to happen.

“That’s terrible!” Kiera said, “We have to at least check on him, then! Can’t have our precious consultant in bad shape for the ghost hunt! Perhaps he can even tell us when he’ll get better!”

“I don’t think that’s how it works…” is what Luna wanted to say.

But she was cut off by Mr. Neville who started to sound nervous as he was trying to keep the girls out of his home, “Sorry, no visitors. You might very well catch what he has. Besides, I highly doubt that my son would be anything near ‘acquaintances’ with people like you two.”

“Jeez! Well, now I know where Anthony gets his attitude from!” Kiera said, unable to contain her frustration as to how rude this man was becoming.

“Look, if you leave now, I can let you know later if—I mean, when Anthony is feeling better.”

“But that could take forever!” Kiera complained, “Just let us take a peek inside. Pretty please?!”

“Kiera, maybe we should just—hey, wait!” Luna screamed at her friend as she made an attempt to dash past Mr. Neville and get inside the house.

It was all for not, though, for he pushed her back with all his force, almost knocking Kiera off her feet, and then he slammed the door in her face. And through the c***k in the doorway as it shut, Kiera could see the half of his face still peering at them. While he had a smile crossing his lips, his eye stared with an icy cold glare, and it was telling them to never come back because he could sense they are trouble for him.

A few moments after the door closed on them, Luna turned to Kiera and exclaimed in a worried tone, “You shouldn’t have tried barging in like that!”

“It was worth a shot.” Kiera said strangely more calmly than her usual self.

“Right, well, that was…kind of disappointing.”

Realizing that they couldn’t get inside this way, they decided to turn back and walk away. As they went down the front porch steps, side by side, Luna soon said, “But hey, at least it’s good that Anthony’s dad is there to take care of him now,” but then she noticed the troubled expression on her friend’s face, “Kiera, is something wrong?”

“That man is hiding something,” Kiera sounded scared as she was convinced by the amount of eeriness in the atmosphere inside that house she felt even from in the doorway, and then she turned to Luna with a more determined face, “And we are going to find out what!”