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shirt. “Okay, let’s try it out.”
    â€œIt’s not that easy,” Malcolm said. “We have to decide where we’re going to try it.”
    â€œHow about right here?” Dandy suggested.
    Malcolm laughed out loud. “Here? You think there’d be ghosts around here? Come on, Dandy. The scariest thing around here is Grandma Eunice when she takes her teeth out at night.”
    â€œThen where are we going to find ghosts?” Dandy asked.
    Malcolm dropped down on his bottom, right in the middle of the floor, and crossed his legs. He was careful to hold the specter detector with both hands. “That’s what we have to figure out.”
    Dandy squatted down next to him and said, “How about the library?”
    â€œWhy the library?” Malcolm asked.
    â€œI heard that sometimes the books drop off their shelves by themselves for no reason!”
    â€œDandy, that rumor was started by Mrs. Crutchmeyer. She’s a lonely old librarian who will say anything to get people to come check out books.”
    Dandy just grunted in agreement. Malcolm suddenly had an idea.
    â€œI’ve got it!” Malcolm jumped up and hurriedly put the specter detector in a drawer.
    â€œWhat?” Dandy asked, still sitting.
    â€œThe McBleaky house!”
    â€œNo!” Dandy shot up off the floor. “No way!”
    â€œCan you think of a better place?” Malcolm argued. “There’s no doubt that it’s haunted. Everyone knows it.”
    â€œAnd everyone stays away,” Dandy added.
    â€œBe a coward, I don’t care,” Malcolm said. “But I’m going there right now to check it out.”
    Malcolm headed toward the stairs, then looked back at Dandy. “Are you coming, or would you rather stay here and watch my sister hop around like a kangaroo with the chicken pox?”
    Dandy stood for a moment considering. “Let’s go,” he finally said.

CHAPTER SIX
THE FREAKY MCBLEAKY HOUSE

    M alcolm and Dandy snuck out the back and raced around to the front. They ran down the sidewalk, their sneakers pounding hard on the hot concrete.
    After two blocks, Malcolm decided it was safe to slow down and walk, but he still hurried. He hadn’t had this much fun since he invented a windshield wiper for his safety goggles with Cocoa’s toothbrush.
    The midday traffic hummed as the boys walked toward town. But instead of turning left on Main Street, they turned right and headed uphill, away from the buzz of the community.
    Malcolm could see the McBleaky house, standing gray and gloomy up ahead. And thecloser they got, the slower they walked, Dandy lagging several steps behind.
    â€œMaybe I should wait here,” Dandy said. “I wouldn’t want to scare off any of the ghosts.”
    Malcolm gave him a look. “You couldn’t scare a flea off a dog’s behind. Keep walking.”
    Dandy crept slowly behind Malcolm, then shouted, “Wait!”
    Malcolm nearly jumped out of his jeans. “Don’t give me a heart attack like that! What’s wrong?”
    â€œYou didn’t bring the ghost detector.”
    Malcolm exhaled a barrel full of nervous air. “I know. We’re just scoping the place out right now. Besides it’s pointless to try and detect a ghost during the day. Don’t you watch horror movies? They only come out at night.”
    â€œSo when do you plan to look for ghosts?” Dandy asked.
    Malcolm grinned. “Tonight.”
    Dandy turned a sickly shade of white. “A-alone?”
    â€œDon’t be silly,” Malcolm said. “You’re spending the night tonight.”
    Dandy’s face drooped. “Tonight?”
    â€œDon’t be such a baby. Let’s go.”
    Malcolm and Dandy walked up to the crumbling picket fence. It was an awesome sight. Even in the middle of summer, the trees looked dead and mossy. The weeds were taller than the first floor windows, and the second