Well, I did: one ghost, at any rate. And why shouldn’t a girl have a variety of friends? At school they were always telling us to believe in diversity. Feeling very sorry for myself, I did what any junior sleuth would do. I turned my attention to a loose end. “A loose end,” Pantelli repeated as I rapped on Mrs. Zanatta’s door. “Is that like a dangling modifier?” “Don’t be daft,” I said—unfortunately, just as Mrs. Zanatta swung her compartment door open. She cut me off before I could explain that I didn’t find her daft, just sinister. “Dinah, you’ve made it clear you want nothing to do with me. So I’m not going to try approaching you again. It was Ardle’s idea. We met in the park, and I told him about Ryan and how we were taking the train to Toronto. Ardle said you would be on the Gold-and-Blue too, and he thought you might—well, never mind.” Mrs. Zanatta sighed. “I’m sorry to have troubled you.” Behind her, cross-legged on the floor, Ryan was clamping Lego pieces together.
What do You think about Shadows On The Train (2007)?
