“Oh, my landy-love.” Kaine used her grandfather’s substitute cussword.” — Jaime Jo Wright Grandfather Copy Share Image
“Danny would have been on his tablet right now, tapping out a to-do list for renovations in Evernote.” — Jaime Jo Wright Right now Copy Share Image
“Murder of crows. Horrible term, considering the circumstances. Why couldn’t they be flocks like other birds?” — Jaime Jo Wright Bird Copy Share Image
“Haunted was too cliché a word for this house, its deed now branded with her signature. Even ghosts would have abandoned the… — Jaime Jo Wright Haunted Copy Share Image
“This house was a reflection of what was in Kaine’s soul. This house was terrifying. This house was dead.” — Jaime Jo Wright Home Copy Share Image
“A book lay overturned on the floor beside the bed, its hard cover collecting dust. Great Expectations.” — Jaime Jo Wright Books Copy Share Image
“Well, there was a fire.” The records keeper was as intimidating and unreadable as Gandalf the wizard.” — Jaime Jo Wright Fire Copy Share Image
“It was too creepy. Too dark. Now she was talking to herself. And that was getting old. She needed a dog. For… — Jaime Jo Wright Getting old Copy Share Image
“It was an empty, dark place to be when you had an intuition about something and no one would take your word… — Jaime Jo Wright Dark place Copy Share Image
“Yes. She needed that dog. A vicious guard dog. As well as a case to clip her can of pepper spray to… — Jaime Jo Wright Bodyguard Copy Share Image
“If left to her own devices, Kaine would probably end up on the next plane for New Zealand in the hopes her… — Jaime Jo Wright Heart Copy Share Image
“But it’s a historic landmark, Kaine. And according to Grandpa Prescott’s old family Bible with the family tree, our great-great-grandmother lived in… — Jaime Jo Wright Bible Copy Share Image
“I know that I come from a line of strong women, who fought for their families, fought for those they loved, and… — Jaime Jo Wright Family Copy Share Image
“Cavernous windows opened in a silent scream on the face of the Gothic house that tilted on the crest of Foster Hill.… — Jaime Jo Wright Front door Copy Share Image
“The moment grew awkward. Silence. Yes, silence was awkward, but Kaine couldn’t think of anything to say. She looked away. The man… — Jaime Jo Wright Awkward Copy Share Image
“Kaine maneuvered a third mask from the box. This one was defective, and the hole in the front of it served as… — Jaime Jo Wright Curses Copy Share Image
“Rumors long abounded surrounding this place. Lights seen flickering in its rooms in the dead of night, piano music filtering through the… — Jaime Jo Wright Lantern light Copy Share Image
“Beethoven.” Ivy breathed the name as her fingers traced Opus 27, the Moonlight Sonata. A vague memory returned to her. Andrew, years… — Jaime Jo Wright Beethoven Copy Share Image
“Moreau, the guy who built the castle at the beginning of the nineteenth century, built it for his wife. But she died… — Jaime Jo Wright Crime-scene-investigation Copy Share Image
“Drat.” She dropped the crowbar to the floor and marched over to the box of face masks. Ripping it open, she tugged… — Jaime Jo Wright Rubber Band Copy Share Image
“Trees arched over the road, their scraggly arms outstretched. Spring was on its way, though ice was still trapped in tree crevices,… — Jaime Jo Wright Foster Copy Share Image
“There must be a reason to smile, Miss François. Will you supply one?" It was Daisy's turn to stare. For a long… — Jaime Jo Wright Admiration Copy Share Image
“Ivy never felt such satisfaction as when Joel’s knuckles rammed into the man’s nose.” — Jaime Jo Wright Joel Copy Share Image
“Joel cleared his throat. “Do you remember the time Andrew said he heard Beethoven coming from this house?” Of course. She’d recalled… — Jaime Jo Wright Time Copy Share Image
