because of any earthquake, but because of a supernatural occurrence brought about during an altercation between me and a recalcitrant ghost.
“My dog always knows when there’s going to be a quake,” Debbie said. “She won’t come out from under the pool table.”
“Was she under the pool table this morning?” Gina wanted to know.
“Well,” Debbie said. “No….”
The driver of the other vehicle, a minor whose name has not been made available by the police, was injured in the accident, but was treated and released from Carmel Hospital. It is unknown at this time whether alcohol played a part in the accident, but police say they will be investigating the matter.
“Look,” Gina said. She bent down and picked something up from the wreckage at her feet. “A sole survivor.”
She held up a lone bottle of Bud.
“Well,” Kurt said, taking the bottle from her. “That’s something, I guess.”
The bell above the door to Jimmy’s tinkled, and suddenly my two stepbrothers, followed by two of their surfer friends, streamed in. They’d changed out of their wetsuits and abandoned their boards somewhere. Apparently, they were taking a beef jerky break, since it was toward the canisters of these, sitting on the counter, that they headed upon entering.
“Hi, Brad,” Debbie said in this very flirty voice.
Dopey broke away from the beef jerky long enough to say hi back in an extremely awkward manner — awkward because even though it was Debbie that Dopey was semi-seeing, it was Kelly he really liked.
What was worse, though, was that since Gina’s arrival, he’d been flirting with her outrageously, too.
“Hi, Brad,” Gina said. Her voice wasn’t flirty at all. Gina never flirted. She was very straightforward with boys. It was for this reason that she had not been without a date on a Saturday night since the seventh grade. “Hi, Jake.”
Sleepy, his mouth full of beef jerky, turned around and blinked at her. I used to think Sleepy had a drug problem, but then I found out that that’s how he always looks.
“Hey,” Sleepy said. He swallowed, and then did an extraordinary thing — well, for Sleepy, anyway.
He smiled.
This was really too much. I’d lived with these guys for almost two months, now — ever since my mom married their dad, and moved me all the way across the country so that we could all live together and be One Big Happy Family — and during that time, I’d seen Sleepy smile maybe twice. And now here he was drooling all over my best friend.
It was sick, I tell you. Sick!
“So,” Sleepy said. “You girls goin’ back down? To the water, I mean?”
“Well,” Kelly said, slowly. “I guess that depends —”
Gina cut to the chase.
“What are you guys doing?” she asked.
“Goin’ back down for about another hour,” Sleepy replied. “Then we’re gonna stop and get some ’za. You in?”
“I could deal,” Gina said. She looked at me questioningly. “Simon?”
I followed the direction of her gaze, and saw she’d noticed the newspaper in my hands. I hastily put it back.
“Sure,” I said. “Whatever.”
I figured I’d better eat while I still could. I had a feeling I was going to be pretty busy soon.
Chapter
Three
“Ah,” Father Dominic said. “The RLS Angels.”
I didn’t even glance at him. I was slumped in one of the chairs he keeps in front of his desk, playing with a GameBoy one of the teachers had confiscated from a student, and which had eventually found its way into the bottom drawer of the principal’s desk. I was going to keep Father Dom’s bottom desk drawer in mind when Christmas rolled around. I had a good idea where Sleepy and Dopey’s presents were going to come from.
“Angels?” I grunted, and not just because I was losing badly at Tetris. “There wasn’t anything too angelic about them, if you ask me.”
“They were very attractive young people, from what I understand.” Father Dom started shifting around the piles of