Nana and the Howling Brothers: The Nana Files, #3

By Cyndy Green

Cindy and Becky have learned their lesson. After attending the Halloween dance, risking life, limb and germs for a first dance with their first boyfriends, both girls were grounded. Being on punishment can seriously affect a girl's social life! Cindy vows not to do anything to get herself into trouble again.
When the Howling Brothers moving truck is spotted in town, everyone is curious about the new people who have moved into the creepiest house on cemetery road and Mike devises a plan to find out just who they really are. Will Becky and Cindy risk their newly restored freedom just to be the first ones to get a look at the new family? More importantly, why would they listen to Mikenstein?
The girls find themselves on their scariest, dumbest and coldest adventure yet!
If you enjoy books by Beverly Cleary or James Patterson's Middle School stories, you might like Nana and the Howling Brothers. This is a fun story without strong language, graphic violence or gore, suitable for ages 10 and up.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cyndy Green
• Release date: Sep 29, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386180302

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Nana and the Howling Brothers

By Cyndy Green

Copyright © 2017 by Cyndy Green. All Rights Reserved.

Thank you to everyone who has encouraged me and, on occasion, pushed me to keep writing. My son Jared, you are a rock star web designer and computer genius! Thank you for all your help and support.

Carl and Coleen thanks for believing in me.

To all my family and friends, I love you and thank you for everything!

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE: Grounded

CHAPTER TWO: Thanksgiving

CHAPTER THREE: Rumors

CHAPTER FOUR: Mike’s Dumb Idea

CHAPTER FIVE: Caught

CHAPTER SIX: The Long Walk

CHAPTER SEVEN: Will we ever get home?

CHAPTER EIGHT: Hippies and Cannibals

CHAPTER NINE: Curfew

CHAPTER TEN: Three Questions

CHAPTER ELEVEN: Nice Rodney?

EPILOGUE

PROLOGUE

SERIOUSLY?

Yes, seriously, Nana answered. She glanced over at her eldest grandchild, who at this present moment was sitting sullenly in the passenger seat with his dark hair hanging over his forehead and into his eyes. She turned her attention back to the street and then said, Come on, I promise you will enjoy it.

I doubt that, Gavin mumbled. He slouched further down in his seat and hoped none of his friends would see him riding with his grandma in her big old Chrysler 300.

Mom said you have to Gavin, Anastasia piped up from the back seat, So deal with it.

I’ll deal with you, Stasia.

Ewww, I’m scared, Anastasia said. She laughed and Alyssa, her younger half-sister giggled along with her.

Enough, Nana said firmly, Today is about family and fun, two things I know you like, Gavin. So what is this sulking about?

It’s because he wanted to hang out with his loser friends, Anastasia said.

My friends are not losers.

Mom says they are and she also says he has to get his haircut for the Christmas card. Gavin wants his hair to be long, like his friends’ and he is not happy about cutting it. Anastasia informed Nana.

Right, Gavin mumbled, It’s not fair. It’s a violation of my basic human rights and my personal space. He shook his head in disgust and slumped further down into the seat. I like my hair the way it is.

I do, too, his grandmother assured him, I’m sure your mom wants you to look your best, especially since she will be sending those cards to everyone.

She wants him to dump the ‘goon squad’.

Mom doesn’t even know the guys, she hasn’t given them a chance, Gavin complained. He glanced over at his grandmother.

I guess you want me to get it cut, too, you’re even more old-fashioned than mom. Back in your day everyone probably had buzz cuts, Gavin said.

Nana’s sudden laugh startled him. "Back in my day? Honey, I grew up in the seventies, and since you obviously are unfamiliar with that time period, let me clue you in. Boys with long hair, and I mean really long hair, were not that uncommon. I even had some close friends who had lots of hair."

Seriously? Gavin asked. He could not picture his grandmother hanging out with big haired guys. Did they wear bell-bottom pants, too? He wondered.

Absolutely, Nana said, In the small town I grew up in, most of the boys kept their hair short, I guess we were behind the times, but like I said I knew some long haired boys.

You were friends with hippies? Like you hung out with them and stuff? Anastasia asked.

I think hippies are cool, Nana! Alyssa said, then she turned her attention back to her IPhone.

They weren’t hippies, Nana told them, We have another hour on the road, why don’t I tell you about them? One thing I can say is that there was a lot more to those boys than just hair.

CHAPTER ONE: Grounded

I SAW THAT TRUCK AGAIN, Becky said. She was standing inside the front entrance to Bremen Junior/Senior High School. The last few weeks she had waited outside the large double doors for me, but this morning it was too cold.

What truck? I asked, pulling off my gloves and stuffing them in my coat pockets.

That moving truck, you know, The Howling Brothers.

The one that moved the Turner’s? I asked. The Turner family, which turned out to be a family of vampires, had moved into the house next door to me last summer.

That’s the one. I saw it going down my street, Becky said.

So you think someone new moved to town?

Why else would they be here?

Good point, I agreed, but I haven’t heard about any new people, have you?

No, but we can ask Barb at lunch, she’ll know, Becky suggested. She was right. Of course Barbara would know, she has three older brothers and both her parents have businesses in town and she hears about everything that happens in Bremen.

Becky and I hurried to put our bags in our lockers and get to the gym for P.E. class. Becky did not like having gym as the first class of the day and if I had riotously curly hair like hers, that had a mind of its own and refused to submit to any type of control, I would feel the same way.

As it was, though, I personally didn’t mind having PE first, especially since it was so cold. Playing some half-court basketball or doing a few jumping jacks got the blood pumping and warmed me up. I kept these thoughts to myself. Becky believed that if she was miserable then I should be miserable too, because we are best friends and that’s part of friendship.

We had been experiencing some miserable times lately. Since the Zombie incident at the Halloween Dance Becky and I had both been grounded. Becky had disobeyed her parents and attended the dance. Her dad is a scientist at the base and he was worried about Becky catching some virus that was going around and he had said she was to stay home. Not only did she disobey and risk getting sick, but she and I both got into a tangle with a freshman