Ghost Letter

Lenora Fletcher is settling into her new role as Duchess of Blackmoore, after having put the ghost of her husband’s first wife to rest. But when her ne-er-do-well brother-in-law is accused of murder, only Lenora can help him. Using her ability to communicate with the dead, Lenora must contact the deceased sailor and determine who his real killer is in order to clear Edwin’s name. But will her involvement cause the killer to end another life? And will that life be her own?

When Nell finds a letter in the rock wall of her newly acquired estate, she’s a little more than curious as to what really happened to Joshua and his beloved Cora. For this detached author who is starting her life over, Nell finds herself sucked into the idea of the intrigue, yearning and hoping that the lovers found a way to be together. After asking a couple of new acquaintances in the nearby village about the estate’s history, she meets Reid, a historian and descendant of Joshua himself. They start to put together the pieces of the puzzle.

Love letters, born from high school dances, stereoscopic slides of toddlerhood, Ferris wheels, suntan oil, the streets of Hollywood and Toronto, 1980s music, driving too fast, Hershey bars, and bottles of Molson Golden ale. First real kisses and broken hearts. Our 11th birthday parties, our first cars, our true loves, and our monsters. Getting old. Falling in love. A dash of each, and all together. Letters to all of us, from all of us—the things we remember and the things we’ve lost.

Did you ever want to swim with the fish? Of course you haven't, because you're free. Your life is so much different from mine. You see a sea of water, an ocean of freedom, a boundless expanse. You have no concept of life in a cage, where one can't see all this. But when you crave freedom, you dream, of submerging into the sea and swimming with the multicolored fish. The waves carry you, washing away the pain, and you are in no danger of drowning because of the great levity in your body.

Little Gem is settling into her life at Ellsworth Pining with the help of Ghost Henry and her other friends. Everyone is preparing for the Midsummer Festival, and Little Gem is in charge of the special effects for the Midsummer play. But when her magic starts to go wrong and she receives several mysterious letters, she's worried that the festival is going to be a disaster! Will Little Gem be able to work out who is sending the letters and regain her confidence before opening night?

What begins as yet another assignment for a reporter, a young millennial who relies happily on email and texting as the primary means of communication, develops into a heartfelt mission to tell the story of the people and places in the letters. Dead Letters is an intimate portrait of small-town America and the people who, at times, risked everything in pursuit of economic prosperity, religious freedom, and social equity.

After a failed, miserable marriage, Katie Adelton vowed she would never let another man into her life. All that changed with a single visit to the Normandy American Cemetery and an encounter with a handsome ghost from World War II - a ghost who, to her utter astonishment, claimed to be her soul mate.

Sesame, an old woman in frail health, is trapped in the attic with no explanation. A woman and her two small girls live on the first floor, none of whom pay the old woman any mind. Though she tries calling out, banging on walls, and stomping on the floor, her cries for help go ignored. Sesame spends her days writing letters about the strange things that happened to her sister, Eula, who left home decades ago. It becomes certain to everyone living in the house that there is a ghostly presence, firmly rooted among them that is disturbing the peace and creating fears beyond reason.

She’s 5’11” of frizzy red hair, freckles, and a whole lotta attitude…and her name is Probably Magic. She was the product of hippie parents who have their own secrets. But Probably has the biggest secret of all - she sees dead people.... Peter Euclid is a Confederate soldier, who wrote the love of his life a love letter while in battle with the Union on Cemetery Ridge. The letter was never delivered.