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Chase ran over to catch the cup, placed it back on the countertop, and returned to his seat before the next word could come out of Ms. Winstone’s mouth.  
    “Oh, my!” said Ms. Winstone, turning.   The force of Chase’s rapid movement caused a breeze to run through the room.   “There is a draft in here.   Did you feel that?”
    “No, ma’am.   Not a thing.”
    Graham and Damien stared at Chase with wide eyes and wider mouths.  
    “Impossible,” said Graham.   “I could hardly see him move, but I know he did.   No one can move that fast.”
    “Este es loco!   How did he do that?” replied Damien.
    He is like me , Graham said to himself.   The nightmare, the unexplained ability; I have to talk to him!   Graham stood up from his kneeling position and began to walk into The Commons.   “I’ve got to talk to him right now.”
    Damien reached for Graham.   “ Eres loco?!   Get back over here!   You are going to get us caught!” Despite his best effort, Graham was out of reach.
    While still in mid-conversation, Chase twisted his head towards Graham’s direction as if he had heard their conversation.   Graham froze.   Within a millisecond, he saw the same blurred movement and the door slammed shut in front of him.
    “What on earth was that?” said Ms. Winstone, startled by the sudden noise.
    “I don’t know,” Chase spread his hands.   The door back there slammed shut.   I suppose the draft you mentioned earlier created a cross breeze through here and caught the door.”
      “Strange.   Very strange.   Are you sure?   We have had a few incidents with children sleepwalking during the night.   I’d better go check.”   Ms. Winstone left the portrait and walked over towards the Parlor Room door.
    The vision of laundry duty for the next ten years ran through Graham’s mind.   They looked at each other with their hearts pounding in their chests.   Their guts sank and they were both paralyzed with fear.  
    “We are sure to get caught this time,” whispered Damien.
    As Ms. Winstone’s hand grasped the doorknob, Chase intervened.
    “It was nothing.   I happened to see it slam shut from the corner of my eye.   I am confident it was just the wind.”
    Chase stood up.   “I think I’d better call it a night.   Thank you very much for the tea and conversation.   It is always good to see you, Ms. Winstone.   Thank you for your dedicated service to both myself and to the children of Greenwood.   This place is one of the few beacons of light here in Portfield.”
    “How very nice of you to say.   Thank you, Chase.   Be safe in that house.   Oh, and please give my best wishes to Cavaness when you see him at Wellington tomorrow.
    “Yes ma’am.   I’ll be sure to pass along the message over lunch.”
    Ms. Winstone and Chase both continued into the hallway until they disappeared around the corner towards the front door.

    Graham and Damien took this as their chance to get back upstairs.   They ran into the hallway and up the stairs, being careful to listen for any other footsteps along the way.   They quickly made it back to the entrance of Graham’s section.  
    “I’m going to Wellington tomorrow, even if it means I am to do laundry for the rest of my life,” said Graham.
    “I’m coming with you,” replied Damien.   “After what I saw tonight, there is no way I am missing out on this, even if it means more drama.”
    “Tomorrow, then,” said Graham.
    “Tomorrow.”

C HAPTER S IX
    An Invitation
    Graham and Damien stood at the edge of the forest.   Graham gently punched Damien’s shoulder.  
    “You ready amigo?”  
    Damien looked back at Graham.   “From what I saw last night, I want to see this guy just as bad as you do.”
    “Ok, then.   Let’s get a move on.”  
    The two set off into the woods.   They jogged through the forest, ducking under branches, hopping over logs and zig-zagging through the foliage.   The two never had so much fun