“Hi, Nikki.” A strange, hollow-sounding voice came from somewhere behind me.
I turned and saw a young boy dressed in a blue uniform standing at the foot of my bed. I dropped the ball and fell against my dresser, knocking my kerosene lamp over. I quickly picked it up before the oil spilled out onto everything.
“W-who are you?”
He fit the description of the ghost we were looking for. Only now, I wasn’t too excited to see him. My knees were shaking.
“My name is Oggie.”
“Oggie? Jesse’s friend?”
I couldn’t think of anything real smart to say. In fact, my mouth didn’t want to work real good at all. I wanted to run away, but I stood frozen.
“I just want to talk to you.” He sat down on the edge of my bed as if to make himself at home.
“Are you a g-ghost?” I asked in a shaky voice.
“No, silly. I’m just a soldier. Don’t let this jacket fool you. I ain’t no Yankee.”
“So you’re the ghost from Battlefield Ridge?”
“I told you, I ain’t no ghost.”
“Then how’d you get in my room without anyone seeing you?”
He looked around. “I don’t know. Do you know where my regiment is?”
“No, I don’t know nothing about no regiment. I just know I’m here in my room talking to a ghost.”
“Why do you keep calling me that?” He glanced around again. “My name is Ogden Watkins, and I’d appreciate it if you’d just take me back to my regiment. I have to find where I buried that tin box.”
“What box?” I asked.
“The box I put my mother’s Bible in.”
“Whoa. You need to start from the beginning.”
“The beginning of what?” He looked confused.
“Okay, I know your name, but what happened to you? Why are you lost?”
He scratched his rough and dirty mess of brown curls. Then he stood up and inched closer to me. “I can’t remember.”
I backed toward the door. “How do you know my name?”
“I followed you from the graveyard,” he said. “I heard the other kids call you Nikki. For some reason I know you can help me, but I don’t know why or how.”
Looking at this young boy’s confused face, I was no longer afraid. His name was Ogden…Oggie for short. Even if he was a ghost, which it was apparent that he was, he was more lost than he was scary.
About the Book:
Nikki Landry and her friends discover strange white smudges in photos Patti’s grandmother had snapped at an old gravesite. No one can explain what they are.Publisher Website: Mirror World Publishing
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