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    Gabby "The Ghost" Gillespie
    Gabby "The Ghost" Gillespie
    Gabby "The Ghost" Gillespie
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    Gabby "The Ghost" Gillespie

    By Tamarie Lynn Hart

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    A story within a story beginning with a small girl named Sage who lives in the Midwest. Sage becomes increasingly afraid of the dark and of sleeping in her own bed. She carries on conversations with her invisible friend who turns out to be a lonely spirit named Gabby Gillespie. Her family experiences some very unusual happenings in their old farmhouse and her grandmother, Tammy decides its time to reach out to him. Gabby's world unfolds and she is allowed to experience the turmoil and heartbreak that surrounded his life when he was alive.

    Communication between this world and the next is not at all unheard of and Tammy becomes flooded with ideas of how to get Gabby's story told. It all begins with an open mind...
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateDec 18, 2012
    ISBN9781477299685
    Gabby "The Ghost" Gillespie
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    Tamarie Lynn Hart

    Tammy Kunde was born in St. Paul, Minnesota. A member of the Red Lake Band of Chippewa Indians, she lives in a small community in southeastern Minnesota. There she and her husband, Mark, raise their granddaughter Sage. Tammy began writing poetry, and then the idea for this book started to materialize. She is also a hot-glass artist and jewelry designer. The beads that she makes go into some of her jewelry pieces. I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to Mr. Julius Petersen of Denmark, a retired teacher and valued friend for teaching me how to believe in myself and to how to trust again. With his help I also learned the valuable concept of patience. Thanks my friend, this book is also in your honor.

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      Gabby "The Ghost" Gillespie - Tamarie Lynn Hart

      Gabby

      The Ghost

      Gillespie

      Tamarie Lynn Hart

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      AuthorHouse™

      1663 Liberty Drive

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      Phone: 1-800-839-8640

      © 2013 Tamarie Lynn Hart. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

      Published by AuthorHouse 12/14/2012

      ISBN: 978-1-4772-9967-8 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4772-9968-5 (e)

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

      Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

      This book is printed on acid-free paper.

      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      Contents

      Introduction

      Chapter One:   Sage’s Room

      Chapter Two:   The Old Lethe Farm

      Chapter Three:   Blaze!

      Chapter Four:   Moving Day

      Chapter Five:   Sage And Her New Friend

      Chapter Six:   Spirit Check

      Chapter Seven:   Vortex

      Chapter Eight:   Hello!

      Chapter Nine:   Gabby And Sam

      Chapter Ten:   A Knock On The Door

      Chapter Eleven:   Ed And Betty Lethe

      Chapter Twelve:   My Sweet Amy

      Chapter Thirteen:   Gabby’s Choices

      About The Author

      DEDICATED TO MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL, SAGE,

      WRITTEN IN MEMORY OF MARIA

      Introduction

      Try to remember as far back as you can; where you lived, things you did from day to day, your parents and other family members, and especially your house. Do you remember the dreams that scared you? What put fear in you to the point you could not scream? Did anything happen to you that you could not explain?

      Commonly, young children and even babies have memories that stay with them forever.

      I have memories of being in my crib. I was about two, I think, and sometimes I was afraid of the dark; not so much of the dark itself, but of what was in the dark. My mom would sit me in my crib in the evening, turn off the light, and close the door behind her.

      It was hot and stuffy in my room and I would cover my head with my blanket anyway. I didn’t like looking into the room because of the shadows and dark corners. If I stared hard enough, I could see figures of monsters coming out of their hiding spots. For fear of being eaten, I would breathe very quietly and not move a muscle.

      Finally, after what seemed like hours, I just wanted to breathe fresh, cool air. I poked my nose and lips out from under the blanket, and aahhhh… as sweat ran down the sides of my forehead. The wanting of cool air against my skin overpowered the paralyzing fear of the monsters. Throwing the blanket aside, my eyes slowly adjusted to the dark, and then I saw him.

      There! A tall figure stood at the foot of my crib, staring at me. I don’t know how I knew he was staring, as I couldn’t see any eyes. I just knew not to be afraid of him, whoever he was.

      It wasn’t my dad, because he was out in the kitchen talking to Mom. I knew it wasn’t my brother, because he’s not that tall and I could hear him snoring in his room across the hall. I remember the feelings of relief and calmness that replaced my fear, and I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.

      It’s amazing how, even as babies, we have a natural sense of what to fear and what

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