hung on the wall. He flipped some switches. The lights over the theater lot came on.
The children stopped running and looked around under the bright light. Uncle Flick and Grandfather joined them. Watch ran up, too, and barked at all the excitement.
“The person I saw was right over here,” said Jessie, pointing to the fence near the screen. “I couldn’t tell if it was a man or a woman.”
“I saw the person, too,” said Henry. “But as soon as the lights came on, he—or she—disappeared!”
“I know it’s not a ghost,” said Violet. “But it sure looked like one.”
Uncle Flick nodded. “There’s definitely something strange happening around here. Your grandfather tells me you children solve mysteries, is that right?”
“Yes, sir,” Henry replied. “And we’d like to look around and see if there’s any sign of the person who was just here.”
“In the morning, that is,” said Jessie. “It’s much too late at night now.” The children looked up at the moon. Even though it was not a cold night, they all felt a little bit of a chill.
The next day, the children searched all around the corner of the theater lot where they had seen the ghostly figure. Henry had hoped there would be footprints, but the ground was too dusty and dry.
“At least there’s no litter on the ground either,” Violet said. “Jessie and I did a good job yesterday.”
This made Jessie remember something else.
“You know, I saw something odd over behind the screen yesterday. Some kind of bundle.”
“A ghost costume?” Benny said.
“Actually, I don’t know what it was,” Jessie said. “I meant to ask Uncle Flick about it.” She walked around the screen and went behind it. The other children followed. “Whatever it was, it’s gone now,” said Jessie.
“We should still look around here anyway,” said Henry.
“It’s boring back here,” said Benny. He had gone over to one of the two rusty metal ladders that went up the back of the screen. He grabbed one of the rungs and began to play like a monkey.
Jessie frowned. “Benny, that ladder’s not a jungle gym. Come help us search the ground for clues instead.”
“Aw, okay,” Benny muttered. He let go of the ladder. He sat down and found an old white balloon scrap and played with that instead. He stretched and pulled it.
“Hey, look,” Violet pointed out. “There are car tire tracks back here. But there’s no road or driveway.”
“That’s interesting,” said Henry. “But there wasn’t a car back here last night. Look where it was parked. If it were here last night, we would have seen it when Uncle Flick turned the lights on.”
“I guess you’re right,” Violet said with a sigh. “I wonder why someone would park a car back here, though.”
“Whatever the reason,” Jessie said, “It probably has nothing to do with the ghost.”
She shook her head sadly. The others knew how she felt. Sometimes, mysteries about ghosts were the hardest mysteries to solve.
CHAPTER 5
A Popping Good Idea
The children hadn’t had any luck finding clues at the theater that morning. They were glad when Uncle Flick and Grandfather offered to take them out to lunch in Oakdale. The Aldens knew they needed a break.
On their way into town the children watched the signs and billboards along the way.
“Wow,” said Jessie. “I’ve counted three billboards for Dan Brinker’s Auto Emporium!”
As they drove into town, they could see even more ads for Dan’s business. One was painted on the side of a building. There was even a sidewalk bench painted with the words
WHY WAIT? GET SPEEDY DEALS AT BRINKER’S AUTO.
“He’s everywhere!” Henry said, laughing.
“He certainly is,” said Uncle Flick. “He’d put an ad up on the water tower in the middle of town if he could!”
Grandfather found a parking spot in front of a family restaurant.
“I can’t wait to have lunch!” Benny said as they walked up to the door of the restaurant.
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