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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAytVs2uWZBN
"Alright," Maddie said, leaning forward as Chrissy slid into the seat. "What happened last night? You said you felt like you were being watched?"76Please respect copyright.PENANAnVhO1KljYf
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."76Please respect copyright.PENANAPdNfGkvKNX
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."76Please respect copyright.PENANAauCAZQzLVG
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAQimOSTF9dz
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."76Please respect copyright.PENANAYru6cMF44u
Before Maddie could respond, the bell above the door jingled, and an older man stepped inside, carrying a small stack of books.76Please respect copyright.PENANAoQfl0iW9xS
Chrissy immediately recognized him.76Please respect copyright.PENANAfD5EL9qMdD
The historian.76Please respect copyright.PENANAeQcWWj50I8
She barely had time to process his presence before he turned—and froze. His eyes locked onto her, his grip on the books tightening.76Please respect copyright.PENANAnNsh3IpGpg
For a long second, no one spoke.76Please respect copyright.PENANAgLtrcnrPeq
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAyKbDKJdqiR
Maddie immediately jumped up to help, bending down to pick up the scattered books. "Here, let me—"76Please respect copyright.PENANAgbeaECXJeC
"I've got it," the historian snapped, snatching them up before she could touch them. His voice was tight, his movements stiff.76Please respect copyright.PENANAbVaHHTBhRx
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAPrGkC7lbOA
They all watched him go.76Please respect copyright.PENANAR8CDmuUoai
"Well, that wasn't weird at all," Maddie muttered, brushing dust from her hands.76Please respect copyright.PENANAjGdwy2lBQb
Chrissy stayed quiet, replaying the way he had looked at her—like he had seen a ghost.76Please respect copyright.PENANAv4SdNUJLxg
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The encounter with the historian left Chrissy restless. She needed answers.76Please respect copyright.PENANAg0ssvub92S
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAzTkMPaMWOk
Flipping through a yearbook from decades ago, Maddie suddenly stopped. "Wait."76Please respect copyright.PENANAbC726cN5dz
Chrissy and Nick leaned in.76Please respect copyright.PENANAAuUbW5HoNx
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAv2RKdlsHk1
One stood out immediately.76Please respect copyright.PENANAiRFneb65v7
James Whitaker.76Please respect copyright.PENANAIxcdIyTYg0
Nick's eyes widened. "That's the lighthouse keeper."76Please respect copyright.PENANAwUczZJEIr8
But it was the boy next to him that sent a chill down Chrissy's spine. He was younger, but the resemblance was clear.76Please respect copyright.PENANAl1saEeUfkp
"That's him," she whispered. "That's the historian."76Please respect copyright.PENANAQnsEQoqFJ9
The name beneath the boy's image read: Nathaniel Whitaker.76Please respect copyright.PENANAADH5uQD9RK
"They're brothers," Maddie murmured.76Please respect copyright.PENANAlD7gDgoCcC
Chrissy leaned back in her chair, her mind racing. The historian—Nathaniel—was directly connected to the lighthouse. He had to know something.76Please respect copyright.PENANANDPVI4IruW
"We need to talk to him," Nick said.76Please respect copyright.PENANA2Eme5ele2u
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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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAKUgVDztnmC
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAGqnwFlNSyT
But it was the centerpiece that caught Chrissy's attention.76Please respect copyright.PENANAnCQHQIwEo5
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANA8zwf9Qsnuw
"You interested in that?"76Please respect copyright.PENANAWHtPOTgYqS
Chrissy turned to find Nathaniel standing behind the counter, watching her. His voice was unreadable, carefully neutral.76Please respect copyright.PENANANqZ4qunmOo
Chrissy hesitated, then pointed to the lighthouse replica. "That belonged to your brother, didn't it?"76Please respect copyright.PENANAf1X88zLU8C
A flicker of something crossed his face, but it was gone in an instant.76Please respect copyright.PENANA5m79dDfrMB
"I restore antiques," he said curtly. "It's just an old piece."76Please respect copyright.PENANAWa6G3AY9yK
Nick crossed his arms. "It looks exactly like the lighthouse James worked at."76Please respect copyright.PENANAWYf5kPBcXA
Nathaniel ignored him.76Please respect copyright.PENANAVuohJs94K2
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?"76Please respect copyright.PENANA9ojdD4gZyW
Nathaniel barely looked at it before replying, "No."76Please respect copyright.PENANA66fH3BLBPc
Chrissy narrowed her eyes. "You didn't even—"76Please respect copyright.PENANAJiis6ExaiP
"I said no." His tone was sharp now, final.76Please respect copyright.PENANABJtG8As93N
Maddie raised an eyebrow. "You sure? You look like you've seen that necklace before."76Please respect copyright.PENANAA8Z09twgNw
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."76Please respect copyright.PENANAHXoBfUUKC4
It was clear the conversation was over.76Please respect copyright.PENANAIr8Az5855L
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The three of them left the shop, frustration heavy in the air.76Please respect copyright.PENANAyve6wwYZXW
"He knows something," Nick muttered.76Please respect copyright.PENANAGEfav3ievK
"Obviously," Maddie said. "But he's not going to just tell us."76Please respect copyright.PENANACQbmFBhenL
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.76Please respect copyright.PENANAfh1DlY5bJt
And she was going to find out what.76Please respect copyright.PENANAqgLEfPZqaK
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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.76Please respect copyright.PENANA3uvwZXWRLv
Nick was still tense from earlier, his eyes scanning the area.76Please respect copyright.PENANAsPMx5UP1Vz
"You okay?" Chrissy asked.76Please respect copyright.PENANAQgpGi9bhOx
"Just making sure no one followed us."76Please respect copyright.PENANAimmaWgB2TW
Chrissy rolled her eyes. "Nick, I don't think—"76Please respect copyright.PENANAHHHVtyuI5W
Then he stopped.76Please respect copyright.PENANAtKsS1sYrSa
His hand instinctively reached out, gently grabbing her arm. "Wait."76Please respect copyright.PENANAWJFEwAqUQL
Chrissy froze, following his gaze toward the trees lining the road.76Please respect copyright.PENANAquALgCbm78
There, just beyond the treeline, a shadow moved. A figure—just barely visible in the darkness.76Please respect copyright.PENANAFLQJE7KHkf
Nick took a step forward, his body shifting slightly in front of Chrissy. "Hey!" he called out.76Please respect copyright.PENANAuGcMQA8osn
But before he could get any closer, the shadow disappeared.76Please respect copyright.PENANAOOtPImrvpm
Gone.76Please respect copyright.PENANAsqJtHU8D3Q
Nick didn't move for a long moment, his jaw clenched.76Please respect copyright.PENANAq5TB8Z7Zrs
Chrissy swallowed hard. "Did you see who it was?"76Please respect copyright.PENANAlGDazbwC9z
"No," he admitted, his voice low. "But someone was there."76Please respect copyright.PENANANZw0Qw0Imh
A shiver ran down Chrissy's spine.76Please respect copyright.PENANAXNFl17jzFX
Nick exhaled sharply. "Let's get you inside."76Please respect copyright.PENANAZzG6m5BRJk
As they reached her front door, Chrissy cast one last glance at the woods.76Please respect copyright.PENANASZb4Auodwn
The feeling of being watched hadn't gone away.76Please respect copyright.PENANArYRoAKkmOC
And she had a terrible feeling...76Please respect copyright.PENANASIeBKeimAN
It was only just beginning.76Please respect copyright.PENANA74E6DwRMHN