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19 books of Reid, Terri

Dying is what changed Mary O'Reilly's life. Well, actually, coming back from the dead and having the ability to communicate with ghosts is really what did it. Now, a private investigator in rural Freeport, Illinois, Mary's trying to learn how to incorporate her experience as a Chicago cop and new-­found talent into a real job. Her challenge is to solve the mysteries, get real evidence (a ghost's word just doesn't hold up in court), and be sure the folks in town, especially the handsome new police chief, doesn't think she's nuts. Twenty-­four years ago, a young woman drowned in the swimming pool of a newly elected State Senator. It was ruled an accident. But now, as the Senator prepares to move on to higher positions, the ghost of the woman is appearing to the Senator's wife. Mary is hired to discover the truth behind the death. She unearths a connection between the murder and the disappearance of five little girls whose cases, twenty-­four years later, are still all unsolved. As she . . .

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Hurrying to the old bridge that crossed Yellow Creek, Courtney stepped to the side as a car came up behind her. The bridge was only wide enough for one car and even foot traffic had to climb up on the narrow ledge for safety. The car slowed and the driver’s side window rolled down. A familiar face greeted Courtney. “Hey, Courtney, how about a ride?­” he asked. She shook her head. “No, thanks, I’m good,­” she said. “It’s only a few more blocks.­” The driver looked up to the sky. “You won’t make it before the storm hits,­” he argued. “Come on, I’ll feel guilty all night if I leave you here.­” She smiled. “Okay, if you put it that way,­” she agreed, jogging over to the passenger side of the car and letting herself in. The door lock clicked as she buckled her seatbelt and she looked up in surprise. “It does that automatically,­” the driver said with an apologetic shrug. Courtney scooted against the door and grasped the handle. “You know, I think I’ll just walk anyway,­” she said, pulling . . .

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59 downloads

Placing the bags on the counter, Donna slipped off her jacket and hung it on the back of a kitchen chair, and then she pulled an apron over her work clothes. She started unpacking the groceries, first putting the refrigerated foods away and then she started working on the canned goods. She smiled as she heard Ryan singing. It wasn’t a tune she was familiar with, so he must have learned it in daycare. “Where did you learn that song?­” she asked him, leaning over the open counter to listen more closely to the words. “Liza taught it to me,­” he said. She smiled. Ryan’s invisible friend was certainly creative. “Well, say thank you to Liza for me,­” she replied. “It’s a pretty song.­” He continued singing it, “Who will wipe away my tears? Who will chase away my fears? Who will sing me to sleep at night? Who will tuck me in real tight? Now that Momma’s dead and gone, now that Momma’s dead and gone.­” Slightly alarmed at the lyrics, Donna walked around the counter and entered the living . . .

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63 downloads

Was it raining outside? Dale Johnson wondered as he woke up. It was dark and he could hear the sound of rain hitting the roof. Suddenly, he was pelted with something small and hard. He opened his eyes and sat up, nearly fainting in the process. His head was pounding. What the hell happened? He was pelted again and realized he was being hit with small pieces of corn. His stomach twisted and his heart pounded. He wasn’t in his house; he was in the grain silo! Struggling to his feet, he lurched to the wall and found the hatch. He found the latch and pushed, but it was stuck fast. Pounding on it, bloodying his hands, he tried again and again to unlatch the door. The grain was now being emptied into the silo in a rapid rate. Dust from the corn was filling the interior and Dale coughed as he continued to fight with the door. “Help me,­” he yelled, “I’m caught in here!­” The roar of the auger and the dump truck drowned out his voice, but he kept calling out and pounding on the metal door. . . .

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51 downloads

Do you want to have electricity and hot water at any time, no matter what's going on outside your property?­Do you want to have more control over the things you eat and how they are processed?­Do you want your family safe from the worries of a bad economy and crime?­If you answered "yes" to these questions, then living off the grid may be for you. Although living off the grid takes some hard work, the benefits make it all worthwhile. This practical guide gives you all the information you'll need to move off the grid, including how to:­Grow your own produceRaise, hunt, and process your meatEliminate existing debt to cut off financial tiesBuild a sustainable home from scratchHarvest and reuse waterCreate your own sources of energyWhether you want to live an eco-­friendly life or just want to incorporate a few key aspects into your existing day-­to-­day, this guide is your comprehensive introduction to homestead sustainability.

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25 downloads
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What would you do to win a game of hide and seek? After all, as the oldest child in the family, Sean O'Reilly had a reputation to uphold. Besides, the things his grandmother said about the woods beyond her fence line were just fairy tales. Stories to frighten children into doing what's right. Or were they?

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22 downloads

Jeannine appeared in the room across from Mary. Her face was streaked with tears and she was visibly trembling. "Mary, I remembered,­" she cried. "I remembered and it was awful.­"The time has finally come for Mary to investigate Jeannine's murder. As all clues point to someone in Bradley's old neighborhood, Mary and Ian move into the former Alden residence and pose as newlyweds to set Mary up as bait for the killer. With Stanley and Rosie at their side, they expose the darkness hidden in the depths of Bradley's old neighborhood.

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23 downloads
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The death of a beloved fourth-­grade teacher has haunted Andrew Tyler his entire life. Was it really an accidental death or was she murdered? And if it was only an accident, why did her ghost haunt the hallways of the old, abandoned school in Polo, Illinois? Andrew calls on Mary O’Reilly to solve the mystery and catch a killer who is still on the loose in the small town.

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19 downloads

“But Sol, it ain’t haunted like you thought,­” Marty argued cautiously. It wasn’t a good idea to get Sol too angry. “We’ve tried everything, séances, Ouija boards, mediums—everything. This place is just an old, empty house. A creepy, old house.­” Sol shook his head, disregarding Marty’s words, and started up the tall staircase to the second floor. “It just has to seem like a haunted house,­” he said. “We’ll keep the crowds coming if it seems like a haunted house. People pay good money to spend the night in a haunted mansion.­” Marty followed him, shaking his head. “After that last paranormal research group came through and found nothing, we ain’t been getting the crowds like we used to,­” he pointed out. “People look on the internet for everything. All they have to do is research the house and they’ll see we’ve been investigated by three different groups. They ain’t gonna pay top dollar to stay in the state’s most haunted house if it ain’t got no ghosts.­” Sol stopped at the top of the . . .

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19 downloads

Black Friday - the official opening of the Holiday Shopping Season - and Patrice Marcum is stuck in the middle of her local superstore with a crying infant, a near hysterical desire to just abandon the diapers and milk she desperately needs, and the snowstorm of the century dumping a half-­foot of snow on the parking lot outside. She needs a miracle.­The little old lady seemed sweet, but there was no way Patrice was going to leave three-­month old Jeremy with a stranger. She looked outside at the snow-­covered parking lot and saw yet another distressed shopper's cart topple over in the drifts. The old lady sensed her distress and volunteered to call a store employee to help watch over Jeremy while Patrice got her car. The older gentleman, wearing a store badge with the name “Ron,­” seemed too good to be true. What could be safer?­Less than five minutes later, after brushing the snow off the van and driving across the crowded and snow-­packed parking lot, Patrice pulls up in front of the . . .

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20 downloads
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