A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery
- Loose Ends - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 1)
- Good Tidings - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 2)
- Never Forgotten - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 3)
- Final Call - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 4)
- Darkness Exposed - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 5)
- Natural Reaction - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 6)
- Secret Hollows - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 7)
- Broken Promises - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 8)
- Twisted Paths - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 9)
- Veiled Passages - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 10)
- Bumpy Roads - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 11)
- Treasured Legacies - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 12)
- Buried Innocence - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 13)
- Stolen Dreams - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 14)
- Haunted Tales - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 15)
- Deadly Circumstances - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 16)
- Frayed Edges - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 17)
- Delayed Departures - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 18)
- Old Acquaintance - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 19)
- Clear Expectations - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 20)
The bedroom door flew open with a powerful crash. “What the...?” Mary exclaimed.
Mike nodded. “Yeah, well see, that’s the problem,” he said with a sigh. “You brought someone home with you tonight.”
“What?”
“And it looks like she’s not real happy about your relationship with Bradley,” he said.
“I have a jealous ghost in my house?” Mary asked, astonished.
Mike shook his head apologetically. “No, sweetheart,” he said. “You have a jealous poltergeist in your home.”
As if on cue, the drawers in Mary’s dresser opened, and her clothing started flying across the room. Mary turned back to Mike. “Really?” she asked. “Like I need this now?”
She walked into the center of her bedroom and immediately was hit in the face by a pair of her own underwear. And this time she was sure of it. She heard a giggle, and then suddenly the entire room was filling with swirling clothing.
Bradley came running into the room and the ruckus ended. “What happened?” he asked.
“I think I just met one of your former girlfriends,” Mary said, pulling a pair of underwear from out of her neckline. “And I don’t think she was very happy to meet me.”