Chapter 3: Ghosts
Next there was Halloween. There were parties to go to, candy to nab, costumes to be thought of. Did we go to a lot of trouble, the four of us? Well, sort of. In the past, Mom or Dad took Nell and me out trick or treating, usually in store-bought costumes, sometimes in old clothes or thrift store finds. The past two years I’d taken Nell out on my own. This year I’d been asked to babysit Curly, because his parents had been invited to a party. There was no way I was going to stay home and miss everything, nor did I want to make him miss everything either. He was only eleven. I had a feeling this was going to be a party of six at this rate, not the four I had initially hoped for. Somehow, though, we’d manage. I didn’t see how I could enjoy myself anyhow if I knew Curly was s
