One day, at Half Price Books, I was searching for some of the Joanne Fluke cozy mystery titles and ran across this. I like ghost stories sometimes so I thought I would check it out. It definitely isn't a cozy mystery.
This story contains all the usual elements of a ghost story -- an old house, a child or two, a semi-cra cra woman -- it was all there. It is about a family that moves from the city to a small, rather unwelcoming, town to live in and renovate an old mansion. The mansion is full of the original family's things -- furniture, silver, papers, letters, etc. And there is a root cellar which is the root of the problems that crop up.
And there is Christopher.
And Leslie.
And the accidents.
I am a bit sorry I read this in the summer. It is definitely an October sort of read. And I recommend it to anybody who likes rather predictable ghost stories.
