The Black Heart Crypt

Zack, Judy, and Zipper said goodbye to the fidgety priest, who hurried off to the rectory, the dilapidated house where he lived all by himself, and locked the door.

“So now we know how the Icklebys got down to North Chester,” said Zack as they hiked up the hill to Judy’s car.

“And I think all those evil Icklebys didn’t want to make the move,” said Judy. “They knew their way around Great Barrington. Knew where to find their enemies and how to terrorize them.”

“So you think they’re still mad at Dad’s aunts for shipping their coffins down to North Chester?”

Judy nodded. “They only started popping up after the three sisters came to visit us.”

“Guess they’re mad at us now, too,” said Zack, remembering the ghost who’d tried to kung fu him in the hardware store and the one who’d tried to slash Judy on the front porch with his switchblade knife.

“Well,” said Judy, “we are Jenningses.”

“Yeah,” said Zack. “So do you want to change your name back to Judy Magruder?”

She laughed. “No thanks. Being a Jennings is much more exciting.”