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I stand and go to the hall off the side of the loft. This hall is creepy. I don’t go down it much, but I do store my suitcases and other random things in one of the rooms. The room is freezing, which is weird, because it’s hot everywhere else.
I rummage around until I find my hiking bag and suitcase and right as I turn to leave, I see him. Just a shadow, he passed right by the opening and down the hall. I stand there for a minute…
maybe the blood was rushing to my head when I was bent over moving stuff around. But there was a cowboy hat. I definitely saw a cowboy hat.
I peek my head out of the room and quickly look both ways. All clear.
“Don’t worry. I will leave this area in excellent hands.”
I walk across the hall to my apartment and drop the bag on my bed. I still have no clue where I am going. I should probably figure that out before I pack so I know what I should bring. I look around my apartment, waiting for an answer to come to me.
“I’m ready,” I whisper.
She told me I can’t open it until I’m ready, and she said I would know when that is. I don’t know how much more ready I can be.
I go to my dresser and open the drawer. I put it in there, so it was out of sight and out of mind. I pull the tape from around it and unfold the top. I move a thin layer of white tissue paper and inside is a…
Squished penny?
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You know, like from one of those machines. You pay like fifty cents and get back a flattened penny. I flip the penny over in my hand and read where it is from--Cypress Boardwalk in Florida. I grab my phone from my nightstand and search for it.
That’s where I am going. If she thinks that’s my answer, then that is where I am going. I stop for a second…I thought she had never visited Florida, though. I wonder how she got this. The possibilities are endless, really.
I swipe over to my texting app and text Chris.
Me: First, will you come check on my place every few days.
The ghost gets lonely. Second, I’m going to Florida.
Chris: Only if Troy comes with me. I’m not fuckin aroundwith the paranormal on my own. And Florida is going to be ablast.
Me: Thanks, man.
Then I text my Mom.
Me: Can I bring Sharkbait over in the morning?
Mom: Sure can. Did you figure out where you are going togo?
Me: Yes. Florida.
Mom: That sounds like paradise. See you tomorrowmorning.
Me: Thanks, Mom.
Now, I have to call Gennie. My stomach twists a little. I’m not even giving her much notice, but I think she will understand.
WHEN YOU'RE READY
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“Hello” Gennie says
“Hey Gennie, it’s Grayson.”
