Ghoul of My Dreams (Larue Donavan Series Book 4) Read Free Page B

grin. I would have to tell Mindy she was here. Her dad would never believe it though, so that wasn’t a detail I was ready to share with him.
    “Wow, they are beautiful,” I said.
    Mr. Winters smiled with excitement. “I was lucky I got them. I thought you would appreciate seeing them.”
    Little did they know this event had now led me to Marilyn’s ghost.
    “I think that’s wonderful, Mr. Winters. They will look great with your collection.”
    He had other items he’d collected over the years on display in his basement. Mostly, he had posters and other movie memorabilia. This item, though, would be the highlight of his collection.
    At least now I knew why Marilyn was in Mindy’s house, but I was curious as to why she was with the earrings. Did they have some kind of special meaning to her? Obviously that had to be the case, otherwise why would she be here? Mr. Winters wrapped the glass case in a black velvet cloth.
    “Well, I’d better get going.” He hugged Mindy and then me. “Ladies, you’ll have to come over to the house and see these once I get the case for them.”
    “We will, Dad.” She peered at me and shook her head.
    Mr. Winters carried his valuable collector’s item out secured in both his hands. Once he was out the door and it had closed behind him, Mindy turned to me. I knew she was suspicious.
    I had fully expected Marilyn to leave with Mr. Winters. After all, he had the earrings and that was the reason she was here in the first place. Right? But, she didn’t go with him. She watched him walk out the door and then stared me right in the eyes. I had to ask her why she hadn’t gone with him. First, I would have to tell Mindy about the ghosts.
    I suppose I had to tell her the truth. She was my best friend and I didn’t want to hide anything from her. I just hoped she was understanding. I was responsible for bringing Roger to her house, but was Marilyn my fault, too? She would have been there whether I showed up or not.
    Mindy turned to me and placed her hands on her hips. “What’s going on?”
    I cringed and rushed toward the door.
    She stepped in front of me. “Oh, no you don’t. You’re not leaving until you tell me.”
    I thought I’d be honest with her, but now I was having second thoughts. Mindy was blocking my exit.
    “Tell her she has the biggest sex symbol in history in her living room.” Roger wiggled his eyebrows at Marilyn.
    Marilyn inched further away from him.
    I released a deep breath and said, “Okay, I guess I can’t hide it from you.”
    “No, you can’t,” Mindy said. “There are ghosts with you, aren’t there?”
    I nodded at Roger and Marilyn. “A little bit, yeah.”
    Mindy peered around the room. “Who are they?”
    “You won’t believe it,” I said.
    She quirked an eyebrow. “After Abe Lincoln, Mae West, and Elvis Presley, I think I’d believe anything.”
    “I suppose you would. There are two ghosts. One is famous.” I motioned toward Marilyn with a tilt of my head, even though Mindy couldn’t see her.
    Marilyn fluffed her hair and checked her red-polished fingernails.
    “The other one is a bit of a pain in the butt.” I scowled at Roger.
    “Right back at you.” He smirked me.
    “Well, who are they?” Mindy motioned for me to tell her.
    “Well, you know how your dad had the earrings here?”
    “Yeah…” she said.
    “Marilyn Monroe was attached to the earrings and she’s here now,” I said, rushing my words.
    “I need to sit down.” Mindy walked over to the leather sofa in the living room.
    I sat beside her. “Are you okay?”
    She pushed the hair out of her eyes and released a deep breath. “Why is she here?”
    I turned to Marilyn who had followed us into the room. “Why are you here? I thought you were attached to the earrings?”
    “I was attached to the earrings, but now I’m attached to you.” She winked.
    I frowned. “Why me?”
    “Because you can see and talk to me, darling.”
    “Duh,” Roger said.
    “Why would I