7 MORE GHOSTS!

CHAPTER 7 MORE GHOSTS! Kaz and Little John had never been inside a nursing home before. A large yellow, green, and blue bird greeted them from its cage beside the door when Claire walked in. "Hello! Hello!" the bird squawked. "Hello," Claire said to the bird. "What's your name?" "Hello! Hello!" the bird squawked again. As soon as the front door closed, Kaz and Little John passed through the side of Claire's water bottle and expanded to normal size. "I never knew birds could talk," Kaz said as he drifted close, but not too close, to the cage. "His name is Petey," a lady behind a counter

said to Claire. "Ask him who's a pretty bird." "Who's a pretty bird?" Claire asked Petey. The bird shifted on his perch. He didn't say anything. "Who's a pretty bird, Petey?" the lady at the desk said. "Shut up!" the bird squawked. "Petey!" the lady exclaimed as Claire, Kaz, and Little John giggled. "Petey!" the bird repeated. The lady at the desk shook her head in dismay. "Can I help you?" she asked Claire. "I'd like to see Victor Helsing," Claire said, leaning on the counter. "Sure," said the lady. "He's in room 105. Go down that hallway and walk through the activity room. It'll be the first room on the right." "Thanks," Claire said as she, Kaz, and Little John started down the hall. "Hey, there's a ghost!" Little John pointed up ahead.

"Two of them," Kaz said, as first one, then two ghosts darted across the hall from one room into another. Neither of the ghosts was glowing. And neither of them noticed Kaz or Little John. Claire, Kaz, and Little John continued down the hall and into the activity room. They were surprised to find four more ghosts hovering above a table where four solids were playing cards. "Hey! Who are you guys?" Little John asked as he and Kaz swam over to the ghosts. They were all lady ghosts. Old lady ghosts. The ladies turned to Little John and Kaz. The solids turned, too. "Who are you guys?" a solid lady with bluish hair asked. Kaz stared. Was that solid lady talking to him and Little John? She had to be. She said you guys

and she was looking right at them. Claire was still halfway across the room. She had stopped to pull out her notebook. "We don't usually see such young ghosts in here," said the solid lady who sat across from the blue-haired lady. "Can you see us?" Kaz asked the solid ladies. Neither he nor Little John was glowing. "Of course we can see you," said a solid man who sat between the two ladies. "We may be old, but we're not blind," said the other solid man. "You mean all of you can see us?" Little John cried, wide-eyed. "Almost everyone in this nursing home can see us," said one of the ghost ladies. "Everyone of a certain age, I mean." "Little John? Kaz? Is that you?" said a voice behind them. Kaz and Little John turned. "GRANDMOM?!?!" they cried out. Grandpop

was there, too. The four ghosts swam to each other. First Kaz and Grandmom hugged while Little John and Grandpop hugged. Then Kaz and Grandpop hugged while Little John and Grandmom hugged. "How marvelous! It's a family reunion," said one of the ghost ladies. "Is Finn here, too?" Little John asked. "No," Grandmom replied. "I'm afraid we never found him. What are you two doing here?" But before Kaz or Little John could explain, Grandmom grabbed them both and hugged them again. "I didn't think we'd ever see you again!" "I... didn't think... we'd ever... see... you... again, either!" Kaz said, gasping for air. Grandpop tugged on Grandmom's arm. "Let the poor child catch his breath," he said. "Sorry, sorry," Grandmom said as she finally let Kaz and Little John go. Claire cleared her throat. "Kaz? Are you going to introduce us?" she asked.

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