By Myrna Mutton Morrison
Suddenly and without warning Gail found herself standing, in front of an old, stone mansion in moon light, bright as day. The old house beckoned to her and obeying the summons, climbing, the steps Gail entered a small foyer. Ghost, like Gail would wander through the gloomy, rooms of the old house.
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