ghost storiesJulie Kusma, Author

Haint Nothin But Blue 2

Dozens of spirits swirled in the thick wet paint. Their smoke-like forms snaked around each other, and the surface appeared alive. The old man, the

“Annie?” The frantic woman cried as she raced through the hallway in search of her daughter. She flung every door open, but none of the

To listen to the audio version narrated by Jacqueline Belle click HERE Our children haunt our hearts with joy and agony. We bleed for them and