Chapter 65
“There’s nowhere to explore here,” I protested. I loved this house, but the rooms on the first floor opened into each other, and there were only the two bedrooms upstairs, and the bathrooms that adjoined them.
“Yes, there is! The attic!”
“Why? It’s dark up there.” I only went there after Thanksgiving to help Dad bring the decorations and lights and stuff downstairs, and then after Little Christmas to take them back up. There was enough light during the day, but at night there was only a single light bulb, and it didn’t cast much light.
“Cool! We can play monsters as well.”
“You’re nuts, Jimmy. You’re my friend, but you’re nuts.”
“Listen, you two. I’ve got to study for a trig exam. Go play. Just don’t kill yourselves.”
“Come on, Ty! Don’t be a scaredy cat. Please? Please, please, please, please, please!”
“Okay,” I agreed reluctantly, and I muttered under my breath, “But you better not let the monsters get me.”