Free These Haunts Are Made For Walking (Haunted Tour Guide Mystery Book 1) by Rose Pressey

nodded. “Fair enough. Are you sure you’re okay after what happened today?”
    I released a deep breath and said, “I’m okay.”
    “Call me if you need anything. You still have my number, right? You didn’t throw it away?”
    “I have it.” I pulled the card from my pocket.
    Brannon smiled again and then turned and walked down the sidewalk. When I reached the front door I looked back. He glanced back at me. For a moment our eyes met and my stomach flipped. No wonder he had a way with Mrs. Clatterbuck. Who wouldn’t fall for his charms?
    My apartment had one bedroom with a bathroom down the hall. The hardwood floors were original to the old house. My bedroom had a pale lavender color on the walls with white curtains on the windows and a matching white comforter on the bed. I hadn’t had much time to spend at home to relax since I’d arrived back in Devil’s Moon. My parents had offered to let me move back in with them, but I figured that wasn’t such a great idea since my dad had turned my old bedroom into a home gym the day I’d left for college. He pretended like he actually used the weights but I knew he was really in there reading the morning paper and eating a doughnut. He just wanted my mother to think he was working out. Anyway, back to my apartment. A small kitchen was off from the combined living and dining room. It was small, but plenty room for me. I was just happy to have a space of my own.
    After making myself a cup of hot chocolate I called Tammy back. As I suspected, she wasn’t happy that I’d made her wait for the juicy details. Except as far as I was concerned there were no juicy details.
    After hanging up the phone, I climbed into bed. It had been an exhausting day. Just to be safe, I turned off my phone.

Chapter Twelve
     
    The next morning, I woke up thirty minutes past seven. So of course I had to rush around so that I wouldn’t be late for my second day on the job. I grabbed my black jacket and raced out the door.
    Luckily, it was a short walk to the library. I’d turned my phone back on and so far I hadn’t received any text messages. It all seemed like a dream now. Had I really gotten text messages from a ghost? The more I thought about it the crazier it seemed. As I made my way down the sidewalk, I couldn’t help but look at some of the storefront windows. When I reached the new trendy clothing boutique, I paused and peered in the window. I really needed to add some new clothing to my closet. And it wasn’t solely because of Brannon. No this was for me too. I wanted to look my best. The turquoise dress on the mannequin was gorgeous, but where would I ever wear something like that? It wouldn’t be practical to wear it during my ghost tour. It was the kind of dress for a date night… dinner and a movie.
    When I looked up, I noticed in the reflection of the window that someone was across the street staring at me. I knew that she had been watching me. When I turned around, Dana took off in the opposite direction. Why hadn’t she at least waved hello?
    I left the storefront and continued toward the library. A couple times I glanced back to see if Dana was here, but so far I hadn’t spotted her again. When I reached the library, I hurried up the stairs and through the door.
    The lights were already on and Leslie was behind the counter typing away on the computer again. She barely looked up when I walked by.
    “Good morning, Leslie,” I said, trying to sound cheery.
    I thought she mumbled good morning, but she could have said get lost instead. I headed back to my office to get started on the items I’d left on my desk the evening before.
    I’d just sat down when there was a knock on the door. I jumped and the pen flew out of my hand. Yes, I was still a little jumpy.
    Tammy was standing at the door. She held up a cup of coffee. “I brought you something. I figured you could use it.” In her other hand was a brown paper bag.
    “What’s in the bag?” I asked.
    “A cupcake