Granny Gets Ghosted – Harper Lin

Slowly and carefully, I closed the door to a quiet close. Whoever was climbing up was coming closer. I had to get out of here. The trick was to make the place look untouched. I didn’t want this person to know someone other than the police had been here. My hands moved on memory. I replaced the boards exactly as they had been. I crossed the floor without hurry, my steps chosen for quiet. The door gave a long groan as I pushed it open, and I slipped out.

I refitted the lock, guiding the shackle back into place until it clicked shut. The sound cracked the silence of the street like a stone dropped into still water. Too loud, I thought immediately. I stepped back, letting the night reabsorb me. The cold air on my face felt cleaner than the air inside. I stepped back into the shadows of a tree at the edge of the property and waited. OceanofPDF.com The thing about secrets was that they could never stay buried for long.

You could pile all the dirt you wanted on top of them, but sooner or later they wriggled free, hungry for daylight. Some came quietly, while others made a mess in their return. Either way, they surfaced. And if the carriage house had another way out, I intended to find it. I’d seen governments try to contain scandals with paperwork, agents try to hide assets with aliases, lovers try to disguise betrayals with smiles.

It all ended the same way, with the truth swelling up until it cracked through the surface. This was no different, although this was a secret pretending to be folklore. The street was still with a silent heaviness. The air was sharp enough to sting when I drew a breath.

No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the author. www.harperlin.com OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 About the Author A Note From Harper Excerpt from “Sweets and a Stabbing” OceanofPDF.com ONE If there was one thing Cheerville was good at, it was turning the mundane into an event.

The annual rummage sale became the “Antique Extravaganza.” A bake sale that raised twenty dollars was called a “culinary fundraiser.” If someone so much as trimmed a hedge into the vague shape of an animal, the town newsletter called it an “art installation.” We couldn’t even host a pancake breakfast without calling it the “Maple Syrup Jubilee.” And don’t even get me started on the Christmas tree lighting. It had been rebranded three times in five years, each version arriving with a new logo and a new committee.

The latest slogan promised “unity through sparkle.” None of them managed to fix the same old string of lights that never worked on the first try. For an ordinary town, this town seemed to live in perpetual fear of being ordinary. Someone was always ready to weaponize a holiday by forming a subcommittee or printing matching T-shirts.

You could sneeze downtown and someone would make it part of an annual “Health Awareness Fair.” People here needed a reason to gather every other week, and if one didn’t exist, they made it up, complete with raffle tickets and refreshments. Halloween was when the Historical Society truly came alive. October gave them purpose. They came out of their offices armed with clipboards, ready to transform every half-forgotten alley and abandoned barn into something “historic.” Costumes were debated like policy, props were treated like relics, and flyers featured creative writing that would make actual historians cry.

It kept everyone busy, I suppose. By mid-month, you couldn’t buy black fabric anywhere in town, and the craft store owner developed a haunted look of her own.

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

Book Information

• Unique ID: 120a6787b0b851db
• File Extension: .pdf
• File Size: 1,076,188 bytes (1.026 MB)
• Title: –
• Author: Unknown
• Pages: 94
• Language: English (en)

Reading & Word Statistics

• Estimated Reading Time: 145.0 minutes
• Total Words: 29,001
• Total Characters: 163,814
• Average Words per Page: 308.52
• Average Characters per Page: 1742.7

Most Frequent Words

one (141), like (118), didn’t (98), said (96), back (81), liz (80), enough (69), house (61), man (61), made (58), someone (57), still (56), way (52), town (51), even (51), light (50), against (50), across (48), tunnels (48), carriage (48), something (47), eyes (47), looked (47), long (44), time (44), came (42), knew (42), first (41), around (40), gave (39), wasn’t (39), without (38), always (38), people (38), widow (38), every (37), another (37), cheerville (36), maybe (36), old (35), never (35), know (34), now (33), make (33), sound (33), door (33), air (33), behind (33), amelia (33), last (32), ghost (32), hand (32), right (32), let (31), heard (31), nothing (31), thought (31), moved (30), caught (30), octavian (30), historical (29), look (29), anyone (29), small (29), much (28), society (28), though (28), already (28), patrick (28), voice (28), found (28), dark (27), face (27), head (27), see (27), wanted (27), faint (26), turned (26), i’d (25), close (25), night (25), told (25), breath (25), tyler (25), get (24), black (24), got (24), hands (24), meant (24), moment (24), two (23), left (23), body (23), beam (23), men (23), good (22), couldn’t (22), three (22), walk (22), past (22).

PDF Download