In The Spirit
Chapter One
"I'm the ghost," the man said cheerfully. "I live here."
The ghost? The real estate agent had given her every emergency number in the
county and directions on where to stand on the roof of her car to make a call,
but she'd forgotten to mention the ghost?
"Jacob Marley, I presume?" Jessica snapped, but then she laughed. "My agent sent
you, right?"
It had to have been Harry who set up this ridiculous practical joke. He was the
only person who knew where she was, and only because he'd have called out the
National Guard if his money tree went missing for two weeks.
The man disappeared. Jessica blinked and - poof! - he was gone. Before she could
even react, he reappeared next to her. Instinct kicked in and she struck out,
but he was kind of blurry and the heel of her hand passed right through his
nose. Then he poofed again and reappeared a few feet away.
"That wasn't nice."
Neither were any of the words flying around in her mind, so she kept her mouth
shut.
"If I was Jacob Marley I'd be dragging chains around," he pointed out, and
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