way.â
âWhat I mean is we donât have to worry about getting killed here,â Sally said. âI think if Bryce is around, people will be happy to lead us to him.â
âThen why did he carve his initials on the base of the tombstone?â Adam said. âHe could have just set out a sign announcing that he was here.â
âHe might have been afraid of something,â Watch agreed.
Sally laughed. âNonsense! This is one place where Iâm not afraid. Letâs go explore. I think that Bryce is here, and when we find him heâll probably be having the time of his life.â
âI hope youâre right,â Adam said.
They walked along the road that wound downtoward the ocean and the center of town. Along the way they passed the castle. To their immense surprise they saw Ms. Ann Templetonâor this dimensionâs version of herâsupervising a picnic for a bunch of dwarfs and elves. She waved, and they didnât know what else to do so they waved back. They were having a barbecue of chicken and fish. Each of the dwarfs had a can of Coke, but the elves were all drinking orange soda out of clear glass bottles.
âSee,â Sally said. âHere she doesnât have nasty goblins working for her.â
âI kind of liked Belfart,â Watch mused. âI hope the marines accepted him.â
âMaybe we should stop and talk to Ann Templeton,â Adam said, thinking out loud. âGet the scoop on this place.â
âNo,â Sally said. âI want to get into town. Bryce is probably there.â She added, âI wouldnât mind going to my house to see what the Sally on this side is like.â
âI donât know if thatâs a good idea,â Adam said, although the same thought had occurred to him. âIt might complicate things if we met ourselves.â
âIt might give us a mild case of schizophrenia,â Watch agreed.
âYou guys are no fun today,â Sally said. âIâm dying to meet the heavenly version of myselfâno pun intended. I bet Iâm simply extraordinary.â
âWell, there is a lot of room for improvement,â Adam muttered.
Sally snorted. âI heard that. Come on, letâs at least get something to eat. I bet the food here is delicious.â
They ended up stopping at a fast food joint on the edge of town. In their normal Spooksville the place was called FREDâS FAT FOOD . But here it was called FRIENDâS FANTASTIC FOOD . Plus the guy at the counter didnât look anything like Fred, who had tattoos, dirty fingernails, and an apron stained with human blood. The handsome young man who took their orders had long golden curls and eyes as clear blue as the sky. In fact, he didnât even want to be paid. He pushed their money back when they set it on the counter. The food was on the house.
âI could get into living here,â Sally said.
âMaybe thatâs why Bryce didnât return,â Watch said. âHe liked it so much he just decided to stay.â
âWhatever he decided doesnât matter; we have to go back,â Adam said. âCindyâs waiting for us. Sheâll be worried.â
âIf she hadnât been such a coward she could be with us here now,â Sally said.
âYou thought she should stay,â Adam protested.
âAnd Iâm glad she did,â Sally said. âShe was so scaredâwe probably all would have ended up in some dark corner of the universe.â
Their food arrived and it was wonderful. Really, it tasted better than any meal theyâd ever had in their lives, and it was just hot dogs and french fries. Sally was so pleased by the food that she ordered a vanilla milkshake, which she refused to share with Adam.
âYou can still get fat in heaven,â she said. âI wouldnât want that for you if weâre going to live forever now.â
When they were about to leave the