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Review: Ghost of a Chance by Angie Fox

‘Tis the season…for ghosts. Verity Long has come to terms with the fact that she can see spirits, and talk to them, and…she’s actually making cookies for one of them. But she’s drawing the line at any more ghost hunting or mystery solving. Until a dear friend needs help locating a missing antique at the party of the year. Not one to leave a friend in need, Verity straps on her sparkly heels and sneaks in to see what she can find—only to uncover a startling secret that will change everything.

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Once again, I found that I really enjoyed the short novellas that accompany the Souther Ghost Hunter Mysteries series.  In this particular novella, Verity finds herself tasked with helping a ghost that was introduced in The Skeleton in the Closet, Matthew.  Matthew has found love with the ghost of “jilted” Josephine from Southern Spirits and is eager to propose to his ghostly beloved.  However, the ring he wants to use is with the spirit of his mother, who disowned him when he joined the Union during the Civil War.

Verity’s gangster ghost, Frankie is skeptical as usual and doesn’t see the point in helping Matthew, but Verity sees an opportunity to not only help Matthew find a ring, but to also reconnect with his beloved mother.  Overall, this was an interesting and engaging short novella.  I love how it adds another layer to the development of the universe that is being built in these books.  These novellas are nice little break from the larger mysteries and they allow the reader to become more invested in a broader range of characters.  This series is definitely just as much about the dead and the living.

I recommend you check this one out!


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About Kristine

As an aspiring author, avid bookworm, fitness fanatic and dedicated mother, there just aren't enough hours in the day. I write or post about things I'm passionate about and spend my time trying to make the most of every day. Life may be a tough journey, but I have my ruby red slippers and am content on skipping along this yellow brick road until the end of the line.

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