Publisher's Synopsis
My name is Mark Campbell, and I'm a ghost. No, I'm not a ghost as in the dead or the undead or even the unborn, I'm a ghost of the living and it's almost the same thing.
In Granite Rock, Utah-The Fence is sagging, its magic waning-it refuses to go down but it's hanging on by a knot hole. It's a lone sentinel beneath a sky of shadowy low hanging clouds, thunder, and lightning but never rain.
Barker and his minions have taken over the small town and the founder's are in danger of more than just losing their town to six foot monster grasshoppers, giant creepy crawlies, and twirling, whirling shadows brought there to invade. They are in danger of losing their children, if the fence fails.
Emily Stewart, one of the founder's daughter's goes undercover trying to destroy the threat that has taken over her town. She finds she's in over her head as Barker begins to suspect her and closes in.
That's when J.C., the mystical ghost leader calls me in-however, I'm no ordinary ghost. I'm brave. I'm strong.... But I'm a little crazy and I have my own demons to conquer.
"You are brazen, my darling. They will be lucky to have you." Marissa speaks from within my mind. Her heart-shaped face smiles that slow deliberate smile. "And I will never leave you. I promise." She sits on her silver box; her heart shaped key tossed aside.
"You are coo coo crazy for Coa coa puffs." The ugly boy says giggling. His face is glue white with large freckles covering his nose and cheeks. His dirty blonde hair sticks out at odd, wicked angles from his head. His crate is open and the hasp is hanging loose on its heavy chain.
"Hey, how did you guys get out? I can't have you running through my mind when I'm on a job." That I don't trust them or myself because of my past betrayals I don't say. That I can't rid myself of them, I don't say.
"Regular rules don't apply here in Granite Rock, Utah." Marissa says, as if this secret is a reward she's waited three years for. Her blue green eyes are brilliant and alive.
Yeah, Markey. We want ta play. Ya never let us play." The boy whines making my jaw settle into a steady tick.
I don't know there are worse things than the demons of my own mind... Even my betrayed past, my inability to trust is nothing compared to what is residing in Granite Rock, Utah. These are demons you can slather with jelly and they will still taste foul.
I am about to find there are things... things that go slithery-kerthumpity bump in the night and things that suck your soul dry during the day. And there is your past and then there is having to face it so fully, having to learn to live with it.
There is also a girl, Emily, who is bold and spunky, who stands up to me and speaks her mind and who needs my help. For her I will do anything, stand up to anything, brave anything.
So, again and again I try to defeat the evil Barker but he's a demon and he seems to be able to best even a ghost. Can I learn to trust? Should I let my own demons take over my mind to save Emily, the founder's, and the town? And will my demons release me when it's over?