Fiction: Group 2
She paused as flashbacks flooded her memory. The murder at the inn: the little ghost girl’s stare, words
ringing through her head.
“Is everything alright?” Xiang asked worriedly.
“I am fine. Just memories. In a spiral of water vapor, she disappeared and I was back home. I thought I’d lost
the stone in the river, but it decided to give it back, I suppose.”
“I will go put it on my shelf!” Jiu exclaimed, rushing to her room with her brother close behind. Grandma
stood staring out at the Pearl River. “I knew one day I must give the children the burden of the family curse
and tell them what happened years ago on Halloween. I can’t fight monsters anymore.”
The river said nothing but it, too, knew that Grandmother’s story was just starting...
