Olivia Farnsworth took her fingers from the small piece of wood that rested on the board and gave Tiffani Adams a skeptical glance from slitted eyes. “You did that. You made it move.”
“No, I didn’t.” Tiffani’s face darkened.
“Yes, you did. Even in this dim light, I can tell you’re blushing. You always blush when you lie.”
Tiffani ducked her head. “All right. So I lied. So I moved it. So sue me.”
“See, I knew this was fake.” Olivia crossed her arms and tilted her head back to look down her nose at Tiffani. “I told you these things don’t work.”
“Yes, they do! I’ve seen them work.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Well, it’s true. Heather and Joannie and I play with Ouija boards a lot. It’s fun.” Tiffani leaned forward and lowered her voice. “And this board was Grandma Tessie’s. I found it at her beach cottage last weekend and sneaked it home in my backpack. Since Grandma Tessie did lots of stuff, read tea leaves, even did tarot cards, this is bound to be a good board.”
“I don’t care,” Olivia said. “It didn’t actually move like you said it would. You made it move.”
“You were getting impatient. Like always. So, I was trying to keep you interested until, you know, until it started working.”
Neither girl said anything for a moment, each eyeing the other to see if she would give in. Usually, it was Tiffani who gave in first and allowed her cousin Olivia to win their frequent contests of wills.
“So, give it a little time. Okay? ’Cause it’s really lots of fun once it gets going. And spooky.” She faked an elaborate shiver. “Besides, you ought to feel privileged. I’m only letting you in on it because Heather’s not here. I was going to wait until she got home, but she won’t be back from Europe for two more weeks, and I don’t want to wait any more. I want to try it out now.”