Yet none of these creature comforts eased the tightening in my chest that had seized me upon waking as the reality of my life once again came crashing down on my head like an avalanche with no impediments. A wet nose and furry ear pressed against my cheek as General Lee’s tail fanned my chest. My eyes flickered open in my Tradd Street bedroom where splinters of light fed slowly into the room through the plantation shutters. The gossamer curtains that my mother had thought would add a touch of femininity to the otherwise masculine space moved softly from cool air being blown from the vent hidden in the wide baseboard. But can she seek Jack’s help without risking her heart? For in revealing the secrets of the past, Melanie also awakens the malevolent presence that has tried to keep the truth hidden for decades. That is, until the remains of a newborn buried in an old christening gown are found hidden in the foundation of her house.Īs the hauntings on Tradd Street slowly become more violent, Melanie decides to find out what caused the baby’s untimely death, uncovering the love, loss, and betrayal that color the house’s history-and threaten her claim of ownership. She simply does not have the energy to deal with one more crisis. When Melanie is roused one night by the sound of a ghostly infant crying, she chooses to ignore it. Despite an insistence that she can raise their child alone, Melanie is completely unprepared for motherhood, and she struggles to complete renovations on her house on Tradd Street before the baby arrives. She misses him desperately, but her broken heart is the least of her problems. Melanie is only going through the motions of living since refusing Jack’s marriage proposal. But history has a tendency of catching up with Melanie, whether she likes it or not.… Facing her future as a single mother, psychic Realtor Melanie Middleton is determined to be strong and leave her past with writer Jack Trenholm behind her.
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