my 11 year old goddaughter is joining me to talk about a book we're writing together and who knows what else
a night with friends at tinker's creek that started as a search for the paranormal and ended with us getting more than we bargained for
some spooky things that happened in the house we lived in during our time in independence ohio
my grandparent's house was built in the late 1800's and there's no shortage of stories from my years spent there...
this is about dreams that materialize, an old friend, and questioning if our roads are mapped out