Chapter 4AFTER THE FRIGHT THEY’D shared, it would have been cruel to make Ali sleep alone. Of course, by the time Braden woke up the next morning, he’d forgotten all about the phone. He wondered why Ali had joined him in bed.
And then their 3 AM wake-up call came racing to mine, and he shivered beneath the covers.
Ali wrapped an arm around him and asked, “Cold?”
“No,” Braden said, squirming out of bed to get dressed. “Just thinking about last night. The ghost on the phone.”
“Ohhh,” Ali replied gravely. “Yeah, that was something else. That voice... that was...” He shivered rather than finish his sentence. “I wonder if the phone’ll keep ringing after we leave. Who is it trying to get hold of? If your stepdad answers, will it talk to him too?”
Braden’s heart raced at the though
