A Ghost Story
©Nina Crews 2000 Greenwillow Books, HarperCollins Publishers
The ghost hovers in a corner.
"It's throwing my things on the floor," I say. "It never behaves. Dumb ghost."
"Ghost?!" he says. "I thought they were just teasing you at dinner. Ghosts can be trouble, you know."
"Yeah," I say. "This one sure is." I look around. My basketball's in the fish tank, and my cowboy poster is torn. Then I look at Unncle Pete.
"Do you want me to help you get rid of it?" he asks.
I nod.