The author of Ghost in the Guacamole returns as a spiritual medium and her spectral sidekick encounter murder and mystery in a Massachusetts farmhouse—   Mysterious plots abound when spiritual medium Emma Whitecastle offers aid to a famous novelist, but her spectral sidekick Granny Apples will help her write all the wrongs...   Bestselling crime writer Gino Costello is working on his next book in a historic farmhouse in the heart of Massachusetts. His story features some paranormal elements so he’s invited family friend Emma to provide her input as a medium. But as soon as Emma arrives—with her fiancé, Phil, and Granny Apples in tow—that’s when the real trouble begins.   Emma is immediately contacted by the Browns, a family of ghosts who originally owned the house in the early nineteenth century. They need Emma to help them locate the spirits of their two children who disappeared. Meanwhile, a dead body appears at the house. Now Emma, Granny, and Phil must read between the lines to find answers before a killer books it... Praise for the Ghost of Granny Apples Mysteries   “Sue Ann Jaffarian never fails to make me chuckle.”— New York Times bestselling author Joanne Fluke   “A charming tale, as appealing as apple pie.”—Harley Jane Kozak, author of A Date You Can’t Refuse   “A series that remains fun while seamlessly incorporating an incorporeal spirit who feels real and whose love of pop culture is always welcome.”—Kings River Life Magazine   “[Jaffarian’s] plot is fabulously soapy and complex; the mystery...is twisty, turny, and thoughtfully constructed; and Emma’s investigation is refreshingly thorough and logically undertaken.”—Smitten by Books "Book six in the Ghost of Granny Apples Mysteries, contains delightful and charming characters, vivid descriptions of a North East autumn, and an enjoyable read supplying humor as well as suspense."--Reader to Reader Sue Ann Jaffarian is the critically acclaimed author of the Ghost of Granny Apples Mysteries, the Odelia Grey Mysteries, the Madison Rose Vampire Mysteries, and the Holidays from Hell short story series. In addition to being a writer, Sue Ann is a full-time paralegal for a Los Angeles law firm and a sought-after motivational speaker. ¥ CHAPTER ONE ¥ Gino Costello, the famous crime writer, came down the front steps of the farmhouse, taking them two at a time, to greet his guests. "Uh-oh," said Emma to Phil, who was behind the wheel of the rental car. "He's not alone." "That's his wife on the porch, isn't it?" Phil asked.He brought the car to a stop next to a black SUV parked in front of a large garage just off a circular drive. On the other side of the SUV was a white compact sedan. "I think so, but I'm not talking about her." "Uh-oh," echoed Phil with a groan as soon as he understood what she meant. "Can't we even get settled before ghosts start pestering you?" "They're not pestering me, Phil," Emma said. She was still looking toward the large porch that ran across the front and down both sides of the two-story white farmhouse. "But they're definitely here." She started unbuckling her seat belt. "Friendly or disturbed?" Phil asked. "Not sure yet," she answered as she continued to check out the hazy apparitions. "So far I count three possible outlines of ghosts. One is coming toward us with Gino and is more distinct. He's male and fairly young. It's almost as if they were waiting for us along with our host." Gino came to a stop next to the car. The big burly man with the thinning dark hair was clearly excited about their arrival. The spirit floated beside him, and gave Emma a hesitant wave. "The spirit with Gino just waved at me," Emma said to Phil. "Guess that means friendly." Phil shook his head. "Let's hope he stays that way." He couldn't see the ghosts, but knew their presence meant that Emma would probably get little rest during this visit. "Wait till Granny gets here," he said to Emma. "It will be a real ghost convention, like an early Halloween." Emma was barely out of the car when Gino engulfed her in a big bear hug. His soft flannel shirt smelled of cigars and wood smoke. "It is so good to finally meet you guys," he said. "I feel like we're long-lost family." Although they'd never met, Emma had been in contact with Gino several times over the past year. Both their daughters, Kelly and Tanisha, resided in Boston and had become very close friends. Gino had even helped Emma out with a recent matter she'd been investigating. "It certainly feels that way, Gino," Emma said with a broad smile while keeping an eye on the ghost. She wondered if the spirit was going to embrace her, too. It didn't, but it did step forward. As the ghost's facial features came into focus, she saw she was right, the ghost was a young man, maybe in his twenties. He was studying her, assessing her. He waved again, barely moving his hand. "Can you see me, ma'am?" he asked. Without being too obvious, she turned her head toward the ghost j