Chapter 12

After eating dinner, the three of us went back to the bedroom. Father told me ghost stories about a beheaded horseman. I wasn’t scared at all. But I couldn’t say the same for mother. She was shivering in the dark and the soft glow of the fireplace gave an eerie glare to her eyes. When we were getting to the good part somewhere in the middle of the night, someone knocked on the door. Mother and father were quite surprised since they thought everyone was asleep already. “Come in,” said...