Eric juggled several packages. The packages came in the mail or were dropped off randomly at the front desk. Several who were new to Evergreen Grove complained about an uptick in strange events. These gifts supposedly carried a curse. One, Eric believed, was an old harness part for a horse. Who would haunt that? He didn’t know. The letters with the objects explained why they’d abandoned them were colourful. They carried insight into these people. The items ranged from an old rubber ball to a butter turn. Several children’s toys, books, and a lamp.
At Greta’s door, Eric knocked. Greta greeted him, while she let him in. “More? What happened to these items before we arrived? I thought many believed it was our fault for the uptick in supernatural incidents.”
Eddie woke up at Hailey’s every time she left the bed for any length of time. Something would happen to Eddie. This time there was a pool of water forming on the bedsheet. It wasn’t where it should be if someone accidentally peed the bed. No, this was up near the pillows and the first time it happened, he’d thought he was having a nosebleed or some such thing. He sat up and looked about. Sure enough, Hailey was nowhere around. The window was open when he knew it was closed when they’d gone to sleep. Hailey liked a warm room, so he knew she didn’t open it. Something was trying to get him to move out by making his life miserable. He was getting the full treatment. Sour milk, cold wet spots while he slept, his tools and supplies tampered with, and his favourite, his clothes thrown out the window onto the f
Nyree finally wandered from the attic hideaway to find the one fae in the world Nyree wanted to be with, Belline. Nyree needed to thank the little green goddess for Belline’s help in finding the monster at fault for hurting Nyree’s human family. It didn’t have anything to with the kiss Belline planted on Nyree from Belline’swatery pool. Or the time after that. Or what happened during that time either. Nyree just needed to see Belline’s beautiful, glowing face with the smile that just lit Nyree’s fire.There Belline was, reclining in the water feature in the sunroom. The green of Belline’s hair blending with the leaves of the water plants. Belline loved the fact that Belline no longer needed to hibernate during the cold months. Belline could lounge here in the cool water in a space made to feel like Belline’s home outside.
They set every piece of equipment up within the Doll Hospital. They’d received access to every floor this time. From the old workshop basement to the new attic workshop. Greta spoke to Hailey. She respectfully listened to Hailey’s concerns and observations. Everything started when Eddie worked there. Whatever spirit was doing this was old and didn’t belong to a doll or was very new and moved in unnoticed. “This makes it difficult. With the discovery in the mine. Paranormal activity has increased within the general area. Can you remember if this started before or after they brought the bones out of the mine? I’m just trying to work out a timeline so we can find a place to start.” Greta carefully spoke in a gentle voice, and she gave Hailey plenty of time to think of her answer.&
“I’m sorry to bother you. I know you’re just coming back from investigating things over at Hailey’s. But have you figured out what to do with that stone? I’ve been having such nightmares since we pulled it out of the old clock.” Jody approached Greta hesitantly. It was true. Neither Jody nor Billy could sleep well since they’d pulled that stone out of the clock. “Truthfully, I’ve been waiting for a meeting with a local storyteller and shaman. That’s happening later this morning. I’m hoping he can spread some light on what to do with it. We’re glad you gave it to us because we suspect it’s the last piece of the puzzle with the town’s curse. We must destroy the stone to free the town. But we’re having problems finding out how we’re supposed
Greta went to Gabby’s office to find her poring over the translated journal. She knocked and waited politely, even though the door was open. “Hi, anything interesting about that thing?” “Well, there is, if you’re looking to blackmail half the town a few hundred years ago. Billy won’t like what it has to say about his family. The bookshop owner won’t like what it says about her family. It seems they were secret nature worshipers. Do you think that means they were witches?” Gabby looked up questioningly. “There’s so much here I’m not sure if it’s fair to make this public without permission from all the families in it.” “Isn’t the bookshop also into crystals?” Gr
Liam stood watching the street through the upstairs front window. The people coming and going, even in the chilly weather, astounded him. Their methods of transportation too made him marvel. The spirit hunters just stopped outside of the inn with all their things and jovial chaos happened for most of the time. It wasn’t until one of Shorty McGee’s descendants stormed up to the man named Eric and demanded he take back the ghost of Shorty. Shorty was a man that worked a claim close to Liam’s, but he’d never made a successful go of panning for gold. Liam always put it down to Shorty’s perchance of having a tipple every time he breathed. He’d died drunk one night because he was too plastered to use the sense God gave him. He was a rough, brash, and unhappy man. If he was like that in death, then Liam could sympathize with the descendant. “
Hailey waited impatiently for the ghost hunting team to return. They weren’t late, but the last two days were horrible. The activity was getting worse, and it forced them to remove much of the delicate parts and dolls from the attic just to ensure their safety. Eddie was pushed down the stairs, but thankfully could catch himself before he’d been seriously hurt. Hailey was certain there was something within that cabinet that was responsible for this activity. She didn’t know what, since magic and all that wasn’t her thing. Dealing with naughty spirits with her dolls was one thing. But this, this was something far darker and she couldn’t understand why it was left in this house. That cabinet dated back to when the house was a private home. For the life of her, she didn’t know what or why this appeared within this home. For that matter, she didn’t know when, either. Why wa
Greta and Gabby made their way to Page Turner’s Bookstore just down the street from the Blue Moon Inn. Once inside the warmth of the large shop, Greta was surprised to see a bright modern shop, which included not only a metaphysical section, but my children’s section, too. With soft upbeat music playing in the background, it didn’t take long to find the shopkeeper chatting away to a rather wild looking dog by a fireplace. “Oh hello, Gabby. Welcome to my shop.” Kelly Jones took notice of Eric and Greta. She smiled welcomingly. “How can I help everyone?” The dog at her feet only looked larger as he stood and stretched, with a deep grumbling sound coming from deep within him. “Fine Heath. Go, abandon me just when we get customers. See what I care.” Eric thought it was odd, but the d