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Page 111 You reach the cemetery just as the full moon break out from behind a cloud. The moonlight flickers through the tress as their branches swing back and forth in the wind. Patches of light and shadow dance about the gravestones. Suddenly the moon passes behind a cloud. You feel something brush against your neck—it’s a falling leaf. A scream cuts air! You turn and see a figure that suddenly fades from view as the moon again slips behind a cloud. There’s no doubt in your mind: It’s a ghost! Summoning your courage, you advance, step by step, toward the place where you saw the fleeting image. The moon reappears, shining fully on the approaching figure. “Jenny!” you call. “I thought you were a ghost!” she says “I was hunting for ghosts, but I’m glad I found you instead.” “Same here,” says Jenny. “As soon as I got here I almost tripped over a black cat, and then you scared me to death.” “If I scared you to death, you must be a ghost yourself!” you reply Laughing, the two of you head back to Jenny’s house for cider and doughnuts. All the way there you wonder about that cat Jenny saw in the cemetery. Could it have been Ziggy? If it was then Jenny saw a ghost without realizing it. Too bad, you’ll never know. The End