Chapter 4: Echoes of the Past
The scent of fresh coffee and baked muffins filled the air as Chrissy stepped into the Book Nook. The cozy shop was quiet this morning, a few locals scattered at tables flipping through books. At a corner booth near the window, Maddie and Lacy were already waiting, a steaming cup of coffee and a blueberry muffin set out for Chrissy.25Please respect copyright.PENANAkx1yMCdWYh
"Alright," Maddie said, leaning forward as Chrissy slid into the seat. "What happened last night? You said you felt like you were being watched?"25Please respect copyright.PENANAeP4dRqx3UB
Chrissy wrapped her hands around the warm coffee cup, her fingers tightening slightly. "I don't know if I was just imagining things, but after I got home, I kept looking at that photograph." She hesitated, her voice lowering. "And I swear... I felt something. Like someone was there, watching me."25Please respect copyright.PENANANWBSMV1HuO
Lacy's eyes lit up with intrigue. "That's classic ghost story material. A connection to the past, an old legend, mysterious signs—it all fits."25Please respect copyright.PENANAP10N0faRfA
Nick, who had arrived just as she said that, scoffed. "Or someone's actually watching her, and that's a real problem." His tone was serious, and he glanced out the shop window like he expected to see someone lurking.25Please respect copyright.PENANAaLjN5EKaq6
Chrissy sighed. "I don't know what to think. But I know one thing—there's something more to that lighthouse, to this whole legend."25Please respect copyright.PENANADN2XaDaWGZ
Before Maddie could respond, the bell above the door jingled, and an older man stepped inside, carrying a small stack of books.25Please respect copyright.PENANACIQy5Q4brD
Chrissy immediately recognized him.25Please respect copyright.PENANAKr8Wrol5A8
The historian.25Please respect copyright.PENANArw85Kthbzv
She barely had time to process his presence before he turned—and froze. His eyes locked onto her, his grip on the books tightening.25Please respect copyright.PENANAY2sC87wIkq
For a long second, no one spoke.25Please respect copyright.PENANAQHVzg4fTgV
Then, as if snapping out of a daze, the historian spun toward the counter, but in his rush, he dropped the books. The sound echoed through the quiet shop.25Please respect copyright.PENANAjjHs98orNs
Maddie immediately jumped up to help, bending down to pick up the scattered books. "Here, let me—"25Please respect copyright.PENANAdpWQwB04Mx
"I've got it," the historian snapped, snatching them up before she could touch them. His voice was tight, his movements stiff.25Please respect copyright.PENANAx8cySWA2dK
Maddie frowned, taken aback by his rudeness, but before anyone could say anything else, he muttered a hurried "Excuse me" and strode out the door, nearly knocking into a display on his way out.25Please respect copyright.PENANAOwwUcsiFv8
They all watched him go.25Please respect copyright.PENANAT11xMP2YF9
"Well, that wasn't weird at all," Maddie muttered, brushing dust from her hands.25Please respect copyright.PENANAsUIybbKS6J
Chrissy stayed quiet, replaying the way he had looked at her—like he had seen a ghost.25Please respect copyright.PENANAZGJtPVF2tb
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The encounter with the historian left Chrissy restless. She needed answers.25Please respect copyright.PENANAgOiaoYC6Nl
Lacy helped them gather a stack of old newspapers, genealogy records, and even a few yearbooks from the town's archives, hoping they could find anything related to the lighthouse keeper, the historian, or the mysterious woman in the photograph.25Please respect copyright.PENANA0pVGJ4MzlU
Flipping through a yearbook from decades ago, Maddie suddenly stopped. "Wait."25Please respect copyright.PENANAmzIjvNlx4b
Chrissy and Nick leaned in.25Please respect copyright.PENANAwARZafpWWk
Maddie pointed to a black-and-white photo of a group of boys sitting at a long table in what looked like a school library. Underneath the image, a caption listed their names.25Please respect copyright.PENANAxfGYPSi4Qr
One stood out immediately.25Please respect copyright.PENANAau6wCuRirc
James Whitaker.25Please respect copyright.PENANAEIFH6QCshs
Nick's eyes widened. "That's the lighthouse keeper."25Please respect copyright.PENANAlfIjb3uyR1
But it was the boy next to him that sent a chill down Chrissy's spine. He was younger, but the resemblance was clear.25Please respect copyright.PENANArWvZJMxxFQ
"That's him," she whispered. "That's the historian."25Please respect copyright.PENANAAt8DK06cyt
The name beneath the boy's image read: Nathaniel Whitaker.25Please respect copyright.PENANAz8NmgQFCbs
"They're brothers," Maddie murmured.25Please respect copyright.PENANAdk5VkkH4lb
Chrissy leaned back in her chair, her mind racing. The historian—Nathaniel—was directly connected to the lighthouse. He had to know something.25Please respect copyright.PENANAkbiABTiok2
"We need to talk to him," Nick said.25Please respect copyright.PENANA9FymIZvoQr
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Tracking Nathaniel down wasn't difficult. After asking around town, they learned he worked at an antique shop near the harbor, one that specialized in shipwreck artifacts.25Please respect copyright.PENANAWxWkI0qjLD
When they arrived, the shop was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of salt and old wood. Glass cases displayed rusted coins, compasses crusted with years of sea decay, and delicate shells that looked almost too perfect to be real.25Please respect copyright.PENANAfX2t4rNKHj
But it was the centerpiece that caught Chrissy's attention.25Please respect copyright.PENANAbL6NPi4hJW
A small, metal replica of the lighthouse. Rusted and aged, it sat on a wooden shelf, standing no taller than a foot. But despite its worn condition, there was something strikingly familiar about it.25Please respect copyright.PENANAPZs3Miv0X6
"You interested in that?"25Please respect copyright.PENANAY50kqm5ZXN
Chrissy turned to find Nathaniel standing behind the counter, watching her. His voice was unreadable, carefully neutral.25Please respect copyright.PENANAHMwGZBiCR4
Chrissy hesitated, then pointed to the lighthouse replica. "That belonged to your brother, didn't it?"25Please respect copyright.PENANAEZogHKEKhw
A flicker of something crossed his face, but it was gone in an instant.25Please respect copyright.PENANAWZT9UOpURP
"I restore antiques," he said curtly. "It's just an old piece."25Please respect copyright.PENANAomuwMmZ2wx
Nick crossed his arms. "It looks exactly like the lighthouse James worked at."25Please respect copyright.PENANASZazvlB4gZ
Nathaniel ignored him.25Please respect copyright.PENANAbpU4509OJK
Chrissy reached into her bag, pulling out the photograph from the lighthouse. She turned it toward him, pointing at the necklace around the woman's neck. "Do you know anything about this?"25Please respect copyright.PENANAHYMGBjm3gg
Nathaniel barely looked at it before replying, "No."25Please respect copyright.PENANAR2aBXmK1Dt
Chrissy narrowed her eyes. "You didn't even—"25Please respect copyright.PENANABwVyLhBdyc
"I said no." His tone was sharp now, final.25Please respect copyright.PENANAclGRCvZvEg
Maddie raised an eyebrow. "You sure? You look like you've seen that necklace before."25Please respect copyright.PENANAlAGrCXyeaG
Nathaniel's jaw tightened. For a long moment, it looked like he might say something else—but then he turned away. "If that's all, I have work to do."25Please respect copyright.PENANASWBSEg9ty8
It was clear the conversation was over.25Please respect copyright.PENANAfxrtxIkvX9
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The three of them left the shop, frustration heavy in the air.25Please respect copyright.PENANAPRfWcJXhxy
"He knows something," Nick muttered.25Please respect copyright.PENANA6xUQqgJgJX
"Obviously," Maddie said. "But he's not going to just tell us."25Please respect copyright.PENANA0AZupcYcaw
Chrissy was quiet. She could still see the flicker of recognition in Nathaniel's expression when he looked at the photo. He knew more than he was letting on.25Please respect copyright.PENANAdjOa63A7up
And she was going to find out what.25Please respect copyright.PENANA1YHLmOIr3w
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That evening, Nick walked Chrissy home, the quiet sounds of the ocean in the distance. The night air was cool, carrying the salty breeze through the trees.25Please respect copyright.PENANAwd9IKSeOx9
Nick was still tense from earlier, his eyes scanning the area.25Please respect copyright.PENANAUCrHRSimwp
"You okay?" Chrissy asked.25Please respect copyright.PENANAnyS2KuJ5DG
"Just making sure no one followed us."25Please respect copyright.PENANATnAys5cXPo
Chrissy rolled her eyes. "Nick, I don't think—"25Please respect copyright.PENANAYfrqKbU2hb
Then he stopped.25Please respect copyright.PENANA3oSe3blluz
His hand instinctively reached out, gently grabbing her arm. "Wait."25Please respect copyright.PENANA4Ju8pdigzg
Chrissy froze, following his gaze toward the trees lining the road.25Please respect copyright.PENANAdFq3rB7yrZ
There, just beyond the treeline, a shadow moved. A figure—just barely visible in the darkness.25Please respect copyright.PENANA8DYkzxgtk1
Nick took a step forward, his body shifting slightly in front of Chrissy. "Hey!" he called out.25Please respect copyright.PENANA8XHvuxylid
But before he could get any closer, the shadow disappeared.25Please respect copyright.PENANA5qzMhkbuWW
Gone.25Please respect copyright.PENANAG2oqbMOEl2
Nick didn't move for a long moment, his jaw clenched.25Please respect copyright.PENANA0nyUrbunBT
Chrissy swallowed hard. "Did you see who it was?"25Please respect copyright.PENANAZXc0sYUJYH
"No," he admitted, his voice low. "But someone was there."25Please respect copyright.PENANAphTSvp6ysZ
A shiver ran down Chrissy's spine.25Please respect copyright.PENANAIdyxxwsQfr
Nick exhaled sharply. "Let's get you inside."25Please respect copyright.PENANAqpx5lush0K
As they reached her front door, Chrissy cast one last glance at the woods.25Please respect copyright.PENANAzYkHejIdl4
The feeling of being watched hadn't gone away.25Please respect copyright.PENANAHWZUhJnb9f
And she had a terrible feeling...25Please respect copyright.PENANA4Al0XSAhBh
It was only just beginning.25Please respect copyright.PENANAsbbSVhjI1H