Christmas Spirit (The Middle-aged Ghost Whisperer Book 1): (Ghost Cozy Mystery Series) - Plot & Excerpts
I did not tell her about the word ‘Cyclops’ in case it was a code word for a police operation, or something of that nature. I thought she would be disappointed that Brady hadn’t come through, but she didn’t appear to mind in the slightest. I, on the other hand, was disappointed that I had wasted a whole day. I fed the cats, and then had to referee when Lily growled at Possum. All of a sudden, and in unison, the two cats abandoned their food and sprinted from the room, their fur standing on end. I swung around to see Alum. He shimmered softly in the evening light, and then took solid form—rather, what looked like solid form. At least the cats provided an early warning system: “Ghost incoming!” I chuckled. “I came by earlier, but you weren’t here,” he said. “Where did you go?” Alum looked puzzled. “I actually don’t know. Sometimes it’s as if I black out.”
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