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I stepped back in front of the mirror.
“Are you here?” Lefty asked timidly.
“Yeah. I’m right beside you. I can smell your bad breath,” I told him.
And he started to tickle me again. The little liar.
We wrestled around for a bit. It was just so strange wrestling with someone you couldn’t see.
Finally, I pushed him away. “I wonder if we could go downstairs and still be invisible,” I said.
“I wonder if we could leave the house like this.”
“And go spy on people?” Lefty suggested.
“Yeah,” I said. I yawned. I was starting to feel a little strange. “We could go spy on girls and
stuff.”
“Cool,” Lefty replied.
“Remember that old movie Mom and Dad were watching on TV?” I asked him. “About the
ghosts who kept appearing and disappearing all the time? They had a lot of fun scaring people. You
know, playing jokes on them, driving them crazy.”
“But we’re not ghosts,” Lefty replied in a trembling voice. I think the idea kind of frightened
him.
It frightened me, too!
“Could we go back to normal now?” Lefty asked. “I don’t feel right.”
“Me, either,” I told him. I was feeling very light. Kind of fluttery. Just… weird.
“How can we get back right again?” he asked.
“Well, the last time, I just pulled the chain. I clicked the light off, and I was back. That’s all it
took.”
“Well, do it,” Lefty urged impatiently. “Right now. Okay?”
“Yeah. Okay.” I started to feel kind of dizzy. Kind of light. As if I could float away or something.
“Hurry,” Lefty said. I could hear him breathing hard.
I reached up and grabbed the light chain. “No problem,” I told him. “We’ll be back in a second.”
I pulled the chain.
The light went out.
But Lefty and I didn’t return.