Alice Carpenter didn’t want just any house. The house she was seeking had to fill many extra requirements to pass muster. One such requirement was in-house spiritual baggage. You can’t classify Alice as a Ghostbusters, as she tended toward negotiation, concession, palliation, cooperation, dispensation and compromise instead of simply sucking the suckers up and displacing them with extreme prejudice. This is a talent (or curse) she shares with her cousin Katy Gueydan, who lives at Esprit d’Chene, the manor house of an old Texas cotton plantation, a couple hours distant away. The ghostbusting department was headed and manned by her Aunt Twila Brown. Alice’s writing talent was all her own and made her into a very successful author. When Katy discovers a headless corpse in her swimming pool the story takes off in another direction. A Jessica Fletcher type amateur investigation follows. With the addition and inclusion of Miss Molly and Trucker (cat and dog…..Alice’s pets) helps to fill out the narrative, and give the story more literary meat to bite into. One particular ghostly presence, Sir Gary (Garfield) Gavin, the victim of an undeliberate murder, could easily be related to Nearly Headless Nick, of Harry Potter prominence and like Nick adds color, humor (if not depth) into the tale. As refreshing as mint julep and as smooth as Southern Comfort, this is the perfect companion for a stormy winter’s night.
I really wanted to enjoy and like this book so I opened my heart and mind (figuratively speaking) and embraced everything that dwelled and slithered in the night. The characters (living and spiritual) are well established and entertaining, often eliciting a smile, chuckle or belly-shaking laugh. Although the architectural splendor of Esprit d’Chene is interestingly described and fascinating and the antics of the dog and cat entertaining, the story premise changed like the colors of a chameleon as the tale progresses. It is more of a ho hum mystery that a “on the edge of your seat” one but the slow steady storyline remained interesting enough to hold and maintain my attention. This is the first book in the Dead Man series and although I wouldn’t say categorically that I wouldn’t read another (now that it is snugly nestled away in my library, I probably would devour it like every other book).