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passing them, not really seeing them.
The weight
disappeared and agonizing seconds ticked past as they continued to
stare at each other before slowly Ghost’s grip eased on her thigh
and he sat up.
“Is it…is it
gone?” Ali asked shakily.
“Yeah. It’s
safe to move.” He pushed up to stand tall.
Leaping to her
feet, Ali stared wildly around while gripping onto his shirt front.
“Did you see it? Was she ugly? Did you get it on camera? Where did
she go?”
His arm slid
around her shoulders as he drew her into him to drop a kiss on top
of her head. “Honey, it was no spirit.”
“What? But I
felt it touch me and-”
“It was a
bloody big gwardar snake.”
“What?” Skin
prickling, she looked up at him.
“An adult
gwardar wandered in our direction and was right near your leg.” He
squeezed her waist. “But it’s gone now.”
She stared up
at him. “Snake?”
“Yep.”
“Oh shit!”
Leaping around, she brushed her hand across her ankle and shrieked.
“Oh shit ! I hate snakes! You know I hate snakes! Oh God, are
there any more?”
“If there were,
they’re a miles away by now.” Grinning, he moved around to start
packing up the video camera. “Come on, honey, time to go home.”
“Oh my God! A
snake!” Shuddering, she gazed around almost wildly. Snakes were on
the top of her fear list, above even spirits. “Oh geez!”
Laughing now,
he took the bottle of water from the backpack and opened it,
handing it to her. “Here, have a drink and calm down.”
Still icked
out, she took several mouthfuls while scanning the ground around
her the whole time.
Taking it from
her proffered hand, Ghost took several long swallows before
recapping it and returning it to the back pack, which he swung up
across one broad shoulder. Picking up the video bag, he sling it
over her shoulder, caught her hand and started back around the
pond. “Come on, honey, time to go home.”
When the panel
van finally came into view, Ali fastened her stride, ignoring
Ghost’s chuckle. The van was safe, it got her off the ground.
~*~
Pulling the
panel van near the petrol bowsers, Ghost grinned as Ali jumped out
of the car. “In a hurry, honey?”
“Just keep
laughing, jackass.” Ali bent down to peer at him through the
window. “Want anything to drink?”
“Iced coffee
would hit the spot.”
While she
disappeared into the service station café, Ghost popped the fuel
cap and got out of the car, smiling as Lori rounded the back and
reached for the fuel gun. Before she could get it, he took hold of
the handle. “I’ve got it, Lori.”
“It is my job,”
she replied.
“Sure it is,
but I’m giving you a break.”
She smiled.
“Ali was moving fast. Did you see the ghost?”
“No, but a
snake crawled across her ankle.”
Lori shuddered.
“Ugh.”
She didn’t ask
if her sister was okay, which Ghost knew was because she had
absolute faith in him and knew if Ali had of been hurt, they’d be
at the hospital right now, not the service station. Instead, Lori
said, “I’d wait a few weeks before inviting her on the next ghost
hunt.”
“Oh, for sure.
That little sheila won’t be in a hurry to go to another bushland
scene for a while.” Ghost laughed, Lori joining in.
They both
looked up when an ambulance pulled in to the other side of the
bowsers, Lori immediately moving to their side as the cap flipped
open.
“Hey, Ghost.”
Sally, one of the local volunteer ambos, got out, nodded at him and
headed off to the café.
The driver
rounded the back of the ambulance to reveal the paramedic, Matt,
who smiled down at Lori. “Hey, Lori.”
She smiled
slightly. “Hi, Matt. Fill ‘er up?”
“Please.” He
glanced around as a semi pulled up a little further away beside the
diesel bowsers. “Busy night?”
“Not too bad.”
She kept her gaze on the fuel gun as she fitted the nozzle into the
fuel inlet. “You?”
“Quiet, though
I’m probably jinxing us.” Matt looked up and caught sight of
Sam Crescent
Lurlene McDaniel
Peter Paulson
Paulette Jiles
Charlaine Harris
Leonard Carpenter
Carolyne Aarsen
Emmy Curtis
Christina Dodd
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