Foolish Beliefs; April May Snow Psychic Mystery Novel #2 - Swanson, M Scott
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Dusty's ghost hunting team is investigating Sloss Furnaces this weekend. He offers me an absurd amount of cash to travel with them as a consultant for my psychic abilities. Why not? I like Birmingham, and everyone knows those old legends about the Furnaces are a bunch of bull malarkey. Besides, things have taken a turn for the crazy bordering on stupid in Guntersville. Jared Raley, my clueless cuckold new client, is determined to sue his neighbor for an invasion of privacy. I don't think we stand a chance in court since I saw Jared's wife Crystal with their neighbor at the local deli.…mehr

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Dusty's ghost hunting team is investigating Sloss Furnaces this weekend. He offers me an absurd amount of cash to travel with them as a consultant for my psychic abilities. Why not? I like Birmingham, and everyone knows those old legends about the Furnaces are a bunch of bull malarkey. Besides, things have taken a turn for the crazy bordering on stupid in Guntersville. Jared Raley, my clueless cuckold new client, is determined to sue his neighbor for an invasion of privacy. I don't think we stand a chance in court since I saw Jared's wife Crystal with their neighbor at the local deli. Together. His hand in her back jean pocket. Yeah, I don't want to be the one to break the truth to Jared. I bumped into my former high school best friend turned nemesis. She's doing great and just bought the veterinarian clinic in town since she graduated from Auburn. Her career is going just as she planned. My face still hurts from fake smiling. Chase brought his friend Patrick to the house for dinner. They're restoring a '76 Vette, working into the wee hours of the night every day this week. It's been impossible for me to sleep. If you met Patrick, you'd understand. The cherry on top of the hot mess that is my life? Granny Snow had a secret gift for me. Oh, boy, did she ever! Why do people assume it's alright to give me a life-altering gift without asking if I want one? You can understand why it's the perfect time to skip town for a weekend and leave my Guntersville problems behind. Even if it means running the risk of further waking my paranormal 'Gifts.' I've never been more wrong in my life.