“A hand!” Norma thought, with a start.
It was true. Behind that glass appeared a pale hand. It moved. It took on different forms. Now it was clenched with the thumb outside. Now three fingers were folded in while the forefinger and thumb stuck straight out. This was repeated. Once again the hand was clenched, this time with the thumb folded in tight. Three fingers up, one down—all fingers down, thumb bent in, then again three fingers down, forefinger and thumb up, and repeat.
Then the hand vanished.
“He says ‘All is well.’” Bess said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Talking with the dead,” Norma thought with a shudder.
CHAPTER XV
SPOTTERS IN THE NIGHT
“That’s spooky,” Norma whispered. “Your grandfather doesn’t by any chance happen to be in Heaven?”
“Yes, he is.” Beth laughed. “His kind of Heaven. He’s over on Black Knob.”
“Black Knob? What’s that?”