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    Josie's Ghost: In Between Tales, #1
    Josie's Ghost: In Between Tales, #1
    Josie's Ghost: In Between Tales, #1
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    Josie's Ghost: In Between Tales, #1

    By Jess Reece

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    A car accident turns famous author Josephine Harper into a recluse struggling with writer's block. In an effort to overcome her writer's block and get back to normal, she decides to visit her childhood home in Western Washington. The Cottage, as it was name by Josephine at a young age, is a magical place surrounded by blackberries, roses, shrubs, trees, and a river. All is not quite as Josie remembers, however, and she soon discovers that the strange things happening around her are leading her to a mysterious revelation that may change everything she understands about the world.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJess Reece
    Release dateJun 28, 2017
    ISBN9781386694083
    Josie's Ghost: In Between Tales, #1
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    Jess Reece

    Jess Reece was practically born with a pen in her hand. She wrote her first story, about a dog taking a ride on an alien spaceship to the moon, at four years old. As a teenager and young adult, she won various local writing awards for her poetry and short fiction. Jessica's goal is to draw her readers into worlds that are as real to them as they are to her, and have them fall in love with the characters that they get to know. She also writes nonfiction, using her skills to mentor adult survivors of childhood abuse and trauma - healing that pain, sometimes decades old, through creative writing and storytelling. Jessica also paints and designs her book covers, as well as finds time to relax with her husband, daughter, and motley crew of rescue animals.

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      Josie's Ghost - Jess Reece

      Chapter One

      Stepping off of the ferry, I was instantly overcome by the salty tang of Puget Sound behind me and the earthy crispness of the line of evergreen trees ahead. A queer feeling of homesickness had been shadowing me all day, but now that I was so close to coming home, I was suddenly feeling anxious. It had been so many years since I’d been back, and it had just gotten harder and harder to visit as more time passed.

      I stopped at the service window to purchase a bus ticket that would take me from Bremerton to Belfair. A crooked smile crossed my face as I recalled the horror on my friends’ faces when I explained that I wasn’t taking my car with me to the Cottage. The smile quickly faded as I invariably thought of why I no longer had any interest in driving. There were nights that I still woke abruptly, the sounds of screeching metal and crunching glass echoing from the depths of my nightmare.

      Shaking my head, I turned back to the ticket booth attendant, and realized with some irritation that he still hadn’t printed my bus pass. Just as I was about to tap the window to get his attention, some high school kids, voices loud and boisterous, passed behind me. I couldn’t stop the brief stab of envy for their oblivious laughter and light-hearted antics. Once again, my thoughts drifted to the past, and a sigh escaped before I could rein it in.

      The clang of a cash drawer drew my attention back to the ticket counter. When I turned around, the man had gone back to reading his book, but my ticket was on the counter.

      Thanks, I mumbled, irritation coloring my voice, but the man didn’t respond and never looked up from his novel.

      I grabbed the telescoping handle of my suitcase and made my way over to the Park-N-Ride bus shelter. As I approached, a woman near my age smiled brightly and waved at me. I couldn’t remember if I had seen her before, but her smile was so enthusiastic, I couldn’t help but return her greeting.

      She hopped up off the bench and came walking briskly toward me. Just as she got to me, I stopped, unsure if she meant to actually hug me. I flinched involuntarily as she came another step closer, and then she walked right past me. Embarrassment flooded my cheeks, as I realized the friendly woman was actually greeting someone behind me. I laughed at myself and settled onto the bench to wait for the bus. My mind drifted back to the conversation I’d had with my best friend about my trip.

      I don’t get it Josie, Anne said. She flipped her hair back in a motion that I knew meant she was aggravated. Why are you going there?

      What’s not to get? I asked, flippantly. I just haven’t really felt like myself for a while, and I need to get away. The Cottage will be perfect.

      But you haven’t been back there in years. How do you know it will even help? How long will you be gone?

      I won’t be gone too long, I reassured her, feeling bad that she was so obviously worried about me. A few weeks, tops. I’ll be back before you know it.

      She just sat there, gazing off into the distance with a little frown crinkling her forehead.

      The harsh squealing brakes of the bus jerked me back to the present, and as I boarded I thought about what waited for me in Belfair. The Cottage had been empty for almost ten years, since the unexpected death of the woman who had raised me as more than just a granddaughter. Thinking about her was painful, still, even after all this

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