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“Maybe Lefty went invisible, too,” Zack suggested.<br />
“Then why doesn’t he answer us?” I cried. I tried calling my brother again. “Lefty—are you<br />
here? Can you hear me?”<br />
No reply.<br />
I walked up to the mirror and angrily slapped the frame. “Stupid mirror.”<br />
“Lefty? Lefty?” Zack had his hands cupped around his mouth like a megaphone. He stood at the<br />
door to the little room, calling out into the attic.<br />
“I don’t believe this,” I said weakly. My legs were shaking so much, I dropped down onto the<br />
floor.<br />
And then I heard giggling.<br />
“Huh? Lefty?” I jumped to my feet.<br />
More giggling. Coming from behind the carton I’d carried into the little room.<br />
I lunged toward the carton just as Lefty popped up from behind it. “Gotcha!” he cried, and<br />
collapsed over the carton, slapping the floor, laughing his head off.<br />
“Gotcha! Gotcha both!”<br />
“You little creep!” Zack screamed.<br />
He and I both pounced on Lefty at the same time. I pulled his arm back until he screamed. Zack<br />
messed up his hair, then tickled him.<br />
Lefty was screaming and laughing and squirming and crying all at the same time. I gave him a<br />
hard punch on the shoulder. “Don’t ever do that again,” I shouted angrily.<br />
Lefty laughed, so I gave him a hard shove and climbed to my feet.<br />
Zack and I, both breathing hard, both red in the face, glared angrily at Lefty. He was rolling<br />
around on the floor, covered in dust, still laughing like a lunatic.<br />
“You scared us to death. You really did!” I exclaimed heatedly.<br />
“I know,” Lefty replied happily.<br />
“Let’s beat him up some more,” Zack suggested, balling his hands into tight fists.<br />
“Okay,” I agreed.<br />
“You’ll have to catch me first!” Lefty cried. He was on his feet in a flash, and out the door.<br />
I chased after him, tripped over a stack of old clothes, and went flying headfirst to the floor.<br />
“Ow!” I banged my leg hard. The pain shot up through my body.<br />
Pulling myself up slowly, I started after Lefty again. But voices on the attic stairway made me<br />
stop.<br />
Erin’s head popped up first. Then April appeared.<br />
Lefty was sitting on the windowsill at the far end of the attic, red-faced and sweaty, catching his<br />
breath.<br />
“Hey, how’s it going?” I called to the two girls, brushing dust off my jeans, then straightening my<br />
hair with one hand.
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