“I’m telling you,” Mabel says to Jeanine, Harriet, and James as I walk up to the huddled group. “I think there’s a ghost living in the top floor of the inn.” She says this so passionately that even I am lifting my brow and leaning in to hear the story. “Mabel, there’s no such thing as ghosts,” James says with a good-natured smile before taking a drink of his beer. Mabel gives him a duck lip expression and juts out her hip. “Then explain to me why I heard all those squeaks last night.” Of course I’m mid drink as she says this, which makes me spray it out of my mouth. I immediately cover my
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