“Scott Curtis knew he was going to die. Unfortunately, he wasn’t sure why.” With a start like this, Ghost Mountain is almost irresistible. The reader longs to know why Scott has died, and soon we’re teamed with a reluctant seer who finds she has her own reasons for needing to solve the mystery.
Told in a pleasing conversational style, the story follows its protagonist (Cerri, named for the Celtic goddess) as she struggles to avoid the attentions of her childhood imaginary friend. But the friend’s not as imaginary as she’d thought, and just because she doesn’t understand, “does not mean there is no reason” for what’s going on.
Pleasingly, this is a tale with strong relationships, and Cerri’s almost perfect husband Matt is a source of constant support as Cerri tangles with the FBI, is almost accused of murder, then suddenly finds herself invited to help, like some paranormal investigator—a role she’s never had any hankering for.
The mystery’s nicely intriguing too, with just enough clues for readers to guess and solve, adding to the tension as Cerri stays maybe one step behind.
With it’s almost-perfect marriage, genuine family stresses, and a thoroughly down-to-earth and normal mom (apart from her unexpectedly paranormal insight), this is a refreshingly fun read, and I sincerely hope there’ll be more.
Disclosure: I was lucky enough to buy a copy in a free deal.