I Was a Teenage Ghost Hunter - Chapter Twenty-six (3)
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chuckled at his own joke.

“Yeah, I get it.”

“Well as far as furniture, for instance, he threw a big bookcase at me in that sitting room.  An empty one, fortunately.  Then I shot in the general direction where I deduced he was.  He sort of made a wiggly, dismal, shuffling sound then the voice and the presence were gone.  I think I spooked him.  Enough to at least buy me some time.  I wrested the bookcase off myself after a bit of effort and escaped, as you saw.”

            “But what are you doing here?  I mean, what do you want from him?”

            “No less than my family honor!  The long-secreted, shamefully clouded truth of...

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