Caring for that boy bothered him, as Ernest admitted the quantity of time he recently spent with him was rewarding and brought back forgotten memories. “If only he could trust me?”
“Hi there, Justin,” Ernest said as he steadied the cart.
“I wanted to check and make sure you’re okay? ”
“Don’t worry, I’m fine.” “I’m sorry my parents hate you and especially my mom, she is sure that you’ll kidnap …show more content…
How do you live without electricity?”
“I’ve got candles and a battery operated light to see my way around,” Ernest boasted.
“I don’t understand how you can live without a TV? That’s not possible. How do you stay in here when they turn off your electricity?” According to his mother, Ernest lived alone in the house and no one ever visited him. His mother’s knowledge of his activities puzzled him. “I suppose you know you aren’t in danger coming here.” “I know that, but I should go on home,” Justin said. “I don’t want to get in trouble with my mom. My parents don’t like you, but I do.”
“Would you tell me why?” Ernest asked, and hoped to hear a different reason why Louise didn’t like him.
“Well, I can’t remember all the reasons, but Mom said some nasty things about you.” Stuttering, Justin said, “She said you’re crazy, and it’s dangerous for me to be here. Some people said you cook and eat our pets while other people said, you keep prisoners in your basement.”
Pausing, Ernest bowed his head before he asked, “Now why would they say that?”
“Tell me, is your house haunted. Mom thinks it is. She said, there’s a tunnel from your basement to the top of the mountain to allow the ghost to go up there. When he’s ready to return, he screams, and you open the door.” It shocked Justin that Ernest was unaware of his mother’s …show more content…
I’ve got trouble believing there’s a ghost up there. You know the police said the wind creates the screaming sounds.”
There’s something up there because I’ve heard it. Justin thought and wondered why Ernest didn’t he say there was or wasn’t a tunnel?
How can that woman remember so much? It concerned Ernest thinking about the trouble Louise could cause them. “Wait a minute, are you sure your mother said that?” He asked shaking his head. “Come with me, I’ll take you into my basement and you can see what I’m keeping down there. You can meet my friends. ”
“I would like to meet your friends,” Justin said excited, now he would know what his friend was