![]() ![]() The first official day of summer, the day after school ended for the year, we gathered in Luke and Adam’s clubhouse-me, my little brother Gen, and Holly and Heather from across the road. That was the summer my little brother Gen disappeared. ![]() The summer I was twelve, I saw my first ghost for real. Growing up in Dieu-le-Sauveur, my friends and I told stories about ghosts-the Starving Man, the Sleeping Girl, and the House at the End of the Street.
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