by Aarsen, Zoe
The image drawn was that of a crude outline of a house, with a simple box shape, sloppily drawn door and chimney jutting out of its slanted roof. I sank to my knees in the terrible realization of just how wrong Trey and I had been.
It had never been the locket connecting Hannah to her grandmother’s spirit. It was the house, that magnificent house on the outskirts of town.
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ABOUT ZOE
Zoe Aarsen is a graphic designer and copywriter originally from the Midwest.
She is pretty convinced that her apartment is haunted by the ghosts of every cat and hamster she’s ever owned.
Visit Zoe Aarsen’s blog at http://zoeaarsen.wordpress.com
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