My
name is Dovey Coe and I just seen the ghost of Parnell Caraway. He looked
like he always did except I could see right through him clear to the other
side of the barn. That was the first as well as the last time I ever seen
a ghost and, if you asked me if I’d ever like to see another, I’d tell
you no thanks. But what I’m about to tell you ain’t no ghost story. No
ma’am. This is the story of what happened to Parnell.
Some folks think I was the
one who killed Parnell but that just ain’t the truth. I didn’t liked the
way he tried to woo my sister, Caroline. I didn’t like the way he treated
my deaf brother, Amos – like he was crazy. As far as I was concerned, Parnell
was just a mean, vain rich guy who thought he had the right to anything
he wanted here in Indian Creek, North Carolina. Everybody knew that Parnell
and I didn’t see eye to eye on most things. So when I woke up in the backroom
of Caraway’s store and found him lying there dead, lots of folks thought
I must have been the one who killed him. (Stella Michel, Newbridge
Rd. School Library)