The next time I see Zeke, I could have a son of my own. Weird! I wonder what he'll be like. Hey, wouldn't it be cool if he's just like me? In every way except one: I hope he doesn't ever need to wear a retainer!
What else happens to Zack? Find out in A Ghest Narred Wanda
That's when we heard a very loud noise. A big bag of peanut M&Ms that was on a shelf just kind of exploded. All the M&Ms flew upward. They hit the ceiling, and stuck there. The way they stuck spelled out a message. It said:
OK OK HERE I AM WHAT NOW
“Oh, my gosh,” I said softly.
“Oh, my gosh,” said my dad.
I couldn't believe it-I had made contact with an actual evil spirit, with an actual spirit of a dead person.