Spooky Spooky. And Annoying

One of my lesser eccentricities is that I collect "true ghost story" books. I can't help it; they're like catnip to me. Oh, sure, I can make some sort of rumbly claim about research and source material and whatnot, but really, I just find them irresistible. And so I snap them up when I find them - local and regional books, "field guides", odd antiques, national "catalogs" of haunted sites -  you name it, I get 'em all. Two books of ghost stories from the benighted Uwharries? Yup, got 'em. A m...