Claire is a scientist through and through — that makes her father’s fascination with ghosts that much more embarrassing. She likes beakers and test tubes over gravestones and mausoleums. She has scary things to deal with, like is she losing her best friend to the new girl at school.
Her life takes a sudden turn one night as she is forced to assist with her father’s ghost bus tour of Chicago. On the tour, she sees a pale boy with dark eyes sitting alone on the bus. His clothes are old-fashion and dripping wet. After the boy vanishes, she finds a crumpled up piece of paper with the number 396 written on it. That night, as she lies in bed, she hears scritch scratch sounds in her wall behind her bed. Now she is starting to believe.
In order to solve the mystery of the ghost boy, she will need to get the help of her friends and brother to find out what the boy wants before it’s too late.
Currie does an amazing job of weaving a chilling ghost story with some interesting history of Chicago. I could feel her love of a good fright, but even more is the love of her City.
Scritch Scratch drew me in from the start and was hard to set down. The first person perspective really puts the reader into Claire’s head, making the chilling scenes even more so. So, if you are looking to have your pulse quicken and question what that noise was in your attic, pick up this book. Just make sure that your closet door is shut and there is nothing under your bed before visiting Chicago with Claire.