Meghan's Legacy by K. J.
Dahlen
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BLURB:
When
she inherits her Grandfather’s estate, Meghan must face the past she can’t
remember. Strange things start happening the moment she enters her new home.
Just days after she arrives at the house she inherited, an accident meant for
her injures a good friend. Is it a ghost or someone more sinister that doesn't
want her to remember?
EXCERPT:
Meghan thought a house like
this one would be out of place in the northern states but somehow this one
wasn’t. This house blended into the landscape without seeming overly grand. The
woods behind the house gave it a natural back drop.
The papers on the seat next
to her proving her ownership labeled the property as Thorp Manor. The house,
its contents, and what most would consider a small fortune, were now hers. She
still couldn’t get used to the idea she owned all of this. She had checked with
the power company and the lights and water had been turned on the day before
her arrival.
A few days ago on her
birthday she’d had a visit from Geoffrey Anderson, attorney at law. He told her
he represented the estate of the late Leon Thorp. Leon Thorp passed away years
ago and left everything in his estate to his granddaughter Meghan when she reached
the age of twenty five. Meghan had lost both her parents in an explosion when
she was three and had lived in this house for the two years after. She couldn’t
remember the accident or her grandfather, but now, twenty years later she had
inherited Leon’s estate.
Unseen eyes watched her from
behind the ragged curtains in an upstairs room as she took the key from her
purse and unlocked the front door. When Meghan stepped over the threshold and
into the foyer of the house, she shivered. She wasn’t sure why but she had a
creepy feeling about being in the house. The air in the house was musty, and
she could tell no one had lived there for a long time. The sun coming in the
doorway revealed small particles of dust flying everywhere. Leaving the front
door open, Meghan walked through the first floor room. Her footsteps echoed on
the hardwood floors as she looked for her first time at her inheritance. Most
of the furniture was draped in dust covers and when she sneezed, the sound
faintly echoed through out the house. She thought she could hear footsteps
above her head. But when she listened, and there were no other sounds, she
dismissed it as part of her imagination.
Meghan stopped in front of a
painting atop the mantle in the main parlor. It was a portrait of the man whom
she assumed was Leon Thorp. He was a handsome man; tall and broad-shouldered
and his bearing was almost one of royalty. He looked as if he belonged in this
big house. Her imagination could see him living the life of a land baron,
overseeing the work hands as they labored in the fields and then after a hard
day, coming home to his wife and children. She shook her head. Sometimes, she
thought her imagination was her worst enemy.
I loved Meghan’s spunkiness and willful refusal to let the
bad guy win yet again. If you like spooky stories, true evil bad guys, and
spunky heroines, you will like Meghan’s Legacy!
Stevi B. for Manic Readers
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