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    The Mystery of the Courthouse Calamity: Eden Patterson Ghost Hunter Series, #1
    The Mystery of the Courthouse Calamity: Eden Patterson Ghost Hunter Series, #1
    The Mystery of the Courthouse Calamity: Eden Patterson Ghost Hunter Series, #1
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    The Mystery of the Courthouse Calamity: Eden Patterson Ghost Hunter Series, #1

    By Constance Barker

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    When flying gavels and a levitating judge cause upheaval in a small rural town, it's up to Eden Patterson with her husband Luke and a team of ghost hunters to uncover the cause for the disruptions. But secrets hide within the walls and beyond the courthouse. What or who is this mysterious presence that wants to tear down the walls of justice?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherConstance Barker
    Release dateSep 1, 2016
    ISBN9781536527742
    The Mystery of the Courthouse Calamity: Eden Patterson Ghost Hunter Series, #1
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    Constance Barker

    Constance Barker lives in the Midwest with her husband and two Akitas where she can look out from her screened porch onto a wooded area brimming with activity. Since she was a young girl she read mysteries, often given to her by her grandmother. She loved figuring out who the culprit was and sometimes she was right and other times startled at who the author picked as the assailant. Now she enjoys writing mysteries herself. When she isn't writing stories, she can be found in her favorite vacation spot, Las Vegas or shopping for bargains.

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      The Mystery of the Courthouse Calamity - Constance Barker

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      Copyright 2015 Constance Barker

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      Similarities to real people, places or events are purely coincidental.

      Prologue

      When I was just a wee sprout I spent many summer days with my grandparents who lived on 10 acres in the countryside of western Kentucky. I loved the warm days during the summer as Grandpa Winky would push me in the old oak tree swing. He always wore his brown derby hat, even on the hottest of days. On the rare occasion he took it off, wisps of white hair would stand almost straight up and emit a giggle or two from me and Grams.

      In the evenings Grandpa Winky and Grams and I would sit in rocking chairs on their huge front porch, drink ice cold lemonade, and watch the sunset as it colored the western sky in shades of orange and pink. Sometimes visitors, friends of Grams and Grandpa, would stop by and they’d talk. I loved to listen to the old ghost stories they would tell. Grams would admonish Winky that he’d give me nightmares, but I loved the spooky tales. The stories usually centered on people around the town of Bravo, KY where we lived, who had already passed on, sometimes hundreds of years ago. Like the Indian who people said they’d seen at the state park nearby who would ride his ghost horse up to the creek so he could take a drink. Or the fated lovers who fell from Hound Holler’s cliff. One fell accidentally. The partner was so distressed that he or she followed. Never knew who took the plunge first....the story always changed depending on who told it.

      Behind the house was small building known as a summer kitchen. Grams, my mother and aunts would use it to can beans, corn, stewed tomatoes and tomato juice. They all had huge gardens so the summer kitchen was perfect for canning the vegetables without heating up the house. I would sit with my cousins as the women snapped beans, boiled the jars, and listen for the ping of the lids to ensure the jars were properly sealed. Grandpa Winky would try and stick his head inside the summer kitchen to get a whiff of what was going on, but the women always shooed him off.

      Although I was close to my Grams, it was Grandpa Winky who was special to my heart. He nicknamed me Sugar because he said I was so sweet. Yeah, only a Grandpa can get away with that. So it was heartbreaking when he passed away suddenly when I was twelve from a massive heart attack. He was in his flower garden pulling weeds when he fell over, so Grams said. She said that at least he was in one of his most favorite places when he passed and for that she was thankful. But not me. I was angry he’d left. As a child I suppose I thought like one, selfishly at how his passing affected me and me only.

      That summer after he died was particularly lonely for me. Although many of my Grams’s sisters would come and stay with her, the house seemed empty without him there. I’d go and sit on the swing he built for me on the old oak tree and scold God for taking him so soon and Winky for up and leaving me like he had a choice in the matter. Then one day, as I kicked at the dirt under the swing, I heard a familiar voice.

      Why so glum Sugar pie?

      My head darted up. The apparition that stood before me was my Grandpa Winky complete in a white shirt with skinny brown tie, brown slacks, suspenders and his brown derby hat. It was the same outfit he wore in a photograph with Grams that sat framed on a shelf in their living room.

      I jumped off the swing. Grandpa! What’s going on? How are you here?

      He smiled. I wanted to see my Sugar pie.

      I struggled to understand what my eyes were seeing and my brain was telling me  couldn’t be. But how? I saw you in the casket. I watched them put the casket in the ground. You can’t be here.

      Oh I’m here alright. He winked at me, which made me feel a tiny bit better. I noticed then that I could actually see right through him. It was like looking at a hologram, even though I didn’t know what that was at the time.

      I didn’t want to startle you my darling Eden, but there wasn’t any other way I reckon. I’ve been watching you and Grams for a while now.

      Can she see you? I hoped she could...it would make her feel so much better about Winky.

      "Unfortunately no dear. Only you can see me. And you mustn’t tell her or anybody else that you’ve seen me, or

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