Jenny tried to sound nonchalant, but her voice trembled. Her younger brother, Will, was quick to join in.
"I don't want to sleep overnight, Grandma. I'm scared."
"This is an old house and sometimes it makes a lot of strange sounds. But nothing evil has ever happened here, children. Grampa and I had a lot of fun here over the years though. Did you ever eat popcorn made in a fireplace?"
"Can we Grandma?"
Grandma breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Their parents were out of town, so going home was not an option. Turn on some cartoons, feed them some popcorn and distract those vivid imaginations. Soon they'd be relaxed and ready for bed.
"Grandma! Something is crawling up the wall."
"That's just a shadow, Will. See the plant that's hanging over there? It's casting it's shadow on the wall. Watch, we can make shadows too."
"Your fingers are making a rabbit, Grandma. Look at it's wiggly ears."
"Come on, Grandma. Show us how to make them."
"My dog is better than your giraffe, Jenny."
"I don't thing so, Will. Ooh Grandma. That person's awesome. How do you make it swing the ax?
"I didn't make . . ."