Read Spirit Mountain for Free Online Page B

just got yourself into.”
    “You don’t scare me, New York. I’m the reigning champ of snowball fights around here.”
    I smirked. “You really should get out more.” Reaching down and scooping up a handful of white powdery snow, I formed a loose snowball and threw it at his head, nailing him in the mouth. Between laughs, I yelled, “See? I’m the reigning softball pitcher in my softball league. Know your enemy, Logan. Sometimes, there’s more there than meets the eye.” His next snowball hit me in the shoulder, driving me to my butt on the snow.
    He ran over to me, using his hands to shovel snow over my body as if he was trying to bury me.
    “Wait, wait, wait.”
    “What?” he asked, still smiling from his bullseye snowball strike.
    “That’s it.”
    “What’s it? ” He couldn’t stop laughing at my legs, now half-covered in the cold, white substance.
    Pushing myself up, I brushed the rest of the snow from my clothes. “This legend about the mountain, it’s full of holes. We need to put a list of questions together for Ty. That way, we can make good use of our time while we’re up there.”
    “You say there like it’s an actual place outside your bedroom.”
    I narrowed my eyes. “It is. I told you what happened.”
    “And I believe you, but do you think it’s possible that you fell asleep and dreamt the entire thing. I mean, is that really possible?”
    “You don’t believe me?” For some reason, I felt hurt by his doubt. “Why would I lie?”
    Logan reached out and tried to take my hand, but I pulled my arm away. “I’m not saying you’re lying, Beth. We’re going tonight, right?”
    I nodded.
    “Then I’ll meet Ty and see everything you’ve seen. Small-town folk like to think seeing is believing, except when it comes to religion.” Logan’s face assumed a serious countenance. “Beth, something killed my sister, and you’ve inspired me to find out what did. I’m not convinced it was her time to die. I mean, she was very young and healthy.” He ran his gloved hand over his hair. “I don’t know. I do believe you, but I want to see what you saw for myself.”
    “Logan, listen to me. Something’s happening in Castleborough. There are clues all over the place, but it’s going to be up to us to figure it out and put it all together. Like I said, sometimes, there’s more under the surface.” I patted his arm. “Okay, I’m going to take off and get everything set up for tonight.”
    “What do you need me to do?”
    “Questions. Write them down. I need relevant questions to ask Ty while we’re there. Knock on my window at 8:30. I’ll make sure my aunt and uncle think I’m exhausted from the day out and I’m going to bed early tonight. That way, they won’t check on me at ten.”
    “Sounds like a plan,” he said. “I’ll see you this evening.” He leaned down to kiss me on the cheek. Flashing a smile, he took off in the opposite direction while I stood frozen like an idiot, blushing as I watched him leave. Logan Hall kissed me on the cheek again. Hillary and Emmy wouldn’t believe me even if I told them.
    As I turned to leave, a hard snowball hit me in the chest and sent me flying back. I gasped for air, but when I whipped my head up to see who’d thrown it, there was no one on the street, nor anyone near me. I was alone on the side of the road. Startled, my brows came together at the bridge of my nose as I wondered what on earth was going on. The cracked snowball lying next to me was odd—with a black, onyx-like rock wedged in the middle now half-exposed.
    Picking up the peculiar snowball and brushing it off, I inspected the small rock inside. “Where’d you come from?” I asked myself. Shoving it inside my front pocket, I headed back to my aunt and uncle’s house to set up everything for my adventure with Logan for later that evening.

 
    Chapter Eleven
     
    I supposed I was more cunning than I liked to admit, but every teenager could relate. Two pillows