A HALLOWEEN TALE; WHERE'S GRANDMA, MR. JEETERS? (standard:Suspense, 828 words)
Author: Rosie Jay	Added: Oct 11 2006	Views/Reads: 4570/2780	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Clarissa visits Grandma every day after school, only to find her gone one day and the door is wide open. Did that spooky Mr. Jeeters have something to do with it?

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Deaf—don’t understand. Please write, it read. 

Oh, my...  Clarissa was utterly speechless, but now she fully
understood.  Why Mr. Jeeters wasn't spooky at all!  He kept to himself 
because he simply couldn't hear!  And those dark piercing eyes?  They 
held a hint of twinkle now.  He handed her the crumbled paper and 
stubby pencil and she began to write as well:  “I’m sorry, Mr. Jeeters. 
 You're doing a nice job on Grandma’s lawn and bushes, but do you know 
where she is?”  She handed him the note and stubby pencil, and as he 
wrote his answer, a familiar voice rounded the back corner of the 
house. 

Grandma sounded a bit weak, but still stronger than yesterday.  "Well
now, I thought I'd be back by the time you arrived, Clarissa, but since 
it's the first day back into my daily walks, I'm a little slower than 
usual, I guess." 

"That's okay, Grandma," Clarissa replied.  "I was...uh...just talking
with Mr. Jeeters.” 

“Wonderful,” Grandma said.  “Now let's go inside and have our snack.  No
cookies today though.  There’s a chocolate pie waiting in the 
refrigerator, just baked fresh this morning.” 

Clarissa turned to Mr. Jeeters with the biggest smile she could muster. 
As she waved goodbye, she knew there were two important things she 
wanted to do.  First, she would remind Grandma to always lock the door 
when leaving the house.  Then, tomorrow, she would bring Mr. Jeeters a 
nice new note pad and brand new pencil. 


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