*Hattie*
“Nina!” I’m almost panting when I finally reach the hallway where my sister disappeared a few moments ago.
She turns, having only made it halfway down the hall. “I said I’m not going.”
I raise my hands as I approach her. “I know. I’m not asking you to. But don’t you want to explore the estate with me? I’m sure we won’t see any ghosts with so many people around.”
Her lips contort into a half frown as she looks up at the ceiling, then back at me. “Okay, but we’d better not.”
That took a lot of convincing. I shake my head as she follows me out of the room. “Let’s start down here.”
We pass under a large mahogany archway at the end of the hall. “This looks cozy,” she says. “It must be the living room.”
“I think it would have been called the drawing room back then, but you’re
