Ghost of a Chance Book 1 in Above the Grave Trilogy by Kara Kirkendoll Page A

through the hallway to the front of
the house. The man at the door looked a little uneasy. He had
a paper for her to sign and she had a check already made out to
the power company. They shook hands after a little small talk
and after only about five minutes Drew’s world lit up like a
bonfire. Just as it had been lit up the night before, she thought.
So her guest had some pretty powerful tricks up his or her
sleeve.
    She heard the air conditioner kick on and blessed
whoever had installed central air in the place. It hadn’t been
too bad the night before, but she had had her work out that day
and the air conditioner was now a God send.
    She was hoping that the ice maker in the freezer would
kick on soon.
She put a diet soda in the freezer though in
hopes that it would be nice and chilled when she got out of the
bath. She realized that she was going to have to wait a little bit
for some hot water though and opted for a nap first. She still
had a lot of cleaning to do (and some uncovering and exploring
as well). The ghost hadn’t bothered her since she left the
bedroom.
She figured that it was either brewing up some
trouble for her or had finally given in. Either way, she would
take whatever it was going to throw at her. They were going to
have to lay some ground rules, and one of them was that the
furniture would be uncovered.
    Drew could hear the crunch of the leaves under her
feet. The smell of autumn was all around and even for New
Orleans there was an eerie magical air about her surroundings.
There was a man holding her hand though he had the same face
of the man that she had danced in the ballroom with, there was
something different about his eyes… something evil in the way
they watched her. They were walking through a wooded area,
only she wasn’t herself. She didn’t feel right. Her hands were
much darker and were splattered with blood.
Her heart even
felt colder if that was possible. She could feel someone staring
at them, almost surrounding them, and it made her smirk. She
was jealous of whoever was watching them somehow, and it
made her very happy to know that holding the man’s hand was
making their watcher very angry. Their watcher was no longer
of this world, and there was nothing it could do about it
anymore.
    When Drew woke she was in complete darkness and
covered in sweat. She must have been completely exhausted to
have slept until night time. When she pulled her phone out of
her pocket she realized it was almost midnight. She sat up and
a cold chill made her shiver, shaking off the meaningless dream
that she had just had.
She used her phone as a night light to
find a light switch in the living room.
    As she searched for the light switch she swore that she
saw something pass in front of the light that was beaming from
her phone. It made her stop dead in her tracks. Shedidn’t
know why the thought of actually seeing whatever it was that
was living (if you wanted to call it that) with her seriously
creeped her out.
    “Hello?” She said. “I know that you are there. I
would really appreciate it though if you wouldn’t show
yourself.
Talk to me, move the furniture around, make the
lights go off and on if you want to just please don’t make
yourself appear all of a sudden.”
    She started walking again when she got no response
and finally found the light switch.
It made her feel a little
better once the light was on. She decided that it was finally
time to get that bath in and to get moved into her bedroom.
First, that diet coke that was probably now exploded in the
freezer was calling her name.
    As she
flipped the light
on in the
kitchen she
remembered that she had left the water running in the pool
earlier that afternoon.
    “Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!” She said as she ran to
the freezer. She took the frozen yet somehow still whole soda
out of the freezer and put it in the sink, then took off running
through the house towards the back door.
    She almost tripped and fell on her face as