Chapter 141: The Ghost at the Window

“Where are we anyway?” asked Nestie as he looked around the small front yard garden.

There were short bushes with white flowers planted along the low adobe wall that separated the garden from the grounds of the adjacent church. The wall itself looked as old as the cathedral itself and had the same curving patterns that seemed to copy rolling waves of the sea. The cathedral, however, had been cleaned and whitewashed while the stone wall was covered with moss and had deep cracks in some areas.

The building within the stone walls was a two-story house with thick adobe walls at the ground level and hardwood on the upper level. Apart from the peeling paint in some areas, the house itself seemed well preserved with all the original windows and hardwood paneling intact.

“What is this house?” asked Nestie as he looked up at the old structure. “It looks as old as the Adobe House,” he said.

“Older,” replied Celie. She stood