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A FIVE STAR READERS' FAVORITE
"Grab a latté, a box of Kleenex and a clean pair of panties. This is wet your pants funny! Carolyn Ridder Aspenson has done it again." -- Lynn/Two Girls & a Book
Sometimes the dead aren't what they seem.
It's one thing to get attitude from my teenagers, but when my newest ghost in distress is an in-my-face, snarky teenage boy, I have to lay down the law.
When an unidentified fourteen-year-old boy takes a dive off an interstate overpass, to solve the case, Atlanta area detective Aaron Banner calls me to get the truth about his junior John Doe.
Was it suicide or murder?
The problem is, the spirit can't remember who he was, or the night he died, and prefers I focus on an unknown energy instead.
Only I'm getting mixed signals from that one.
The teenage boy spirit takes me to Atlanta, where my ghost of a mother discovers rap, my best friend yields a gun, and we're face-to-face with a gang of saggy-pantsed hoodlums ready to take us out.
If we don't figure out that unknown energy quick, something bad is going to happen. I can feel it in my bones.
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