The thumbs-up ghost

When it got too hot, William wanted to go play his video games. His sibling was used to that, though he hadn’t returned to his console since last weekend.

“Do you finally want to go outside?” they asked their brother.

Will made a face. “No, Riley. I don’t. It’s too hot.”

Typical. “Then read a book.”

He groaned and plopped himself on the couch next to them. “No, I don’t like reading.”

Riley rolled their eyes and finished tying their shoes. “Well, whatever. See you later, twerp.”

“W-wait, you’re leaving?”

“Of course. Unlike you, some people like the outside.” For some reason, Will didn’t like that thought. He never cared before. They could not think why that would have changed. “Play your video games then.”

An odd whine escaped him, but Riley left. Brothers were like that, they decided. Stopping just outside, they went around to the back of the house to knock against the basement window.

“Hey there. My bro saw you and is freaked out. Behave, won’t you?”

Riley left. Behind them, a ghostly hand came out of the wall and gave them a thumbs up.

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