Flynn Ambrose has inherited a lot of things from his uncle. A run-down house. A taciturn boarder. A basement full of junk, a living room full of antiques, and a bathroom gestating the next plague. Nothing a little bleach, care, and tactful avoidance can't fix. But Flynn can't help but think that his uncle could have done without leaving him that lovely mirror holding the ghost of one seriously pissed-off lady. Or at least left a note on how to go about exorcising her. Because running down the stairs in terror, and right over the taciturn boarder, didn't seem to do the trick.
Life, it seems, is never that easy.
Luckily Kirk, though bruised, is big and strong--and willing to humor the insane ramblings of the man upstairs. And if he is lucky, Kirk might even get Flynn to stop pacing at all hours of the night. Right above his head. All night. Except what Kirk ends up finding is a lot trickier than a burglar or twitchy neighbor. Now Kirk must find a way deal a world that is a tad more supernatural than he ever wanted to believe. And Flynn must find a way to deal with a world that keeps insisting that life is worth living.
Because death, it seems, is not as final as he thought.
I've been circling around the new offering from Josh Lanyon for a couple months, letting the temptation lure me in and then backing off when I get that nervous feeling in my gut. The one that says but what if this one lets you down? I'll be the first to admit that the voices in my head are annoying and very stupid. I knew I would break, that Flynn would draw me in, but I'm a resistant little sod. But if you can't read a good ol' ghost story in the middle of October, well then when?
Turns out I would happily read this any time, anywhere.
Just not at night. Not in the dark. And not within ten feet of a mirror. I was thinking about avoiding Connecticut as well, but seeing as it is roughly 2,965 miles away, I think I'm safe. Plus, I hear they have a cupcakery. And it's best to never discount anyplace that has a cupcakery. "Nothing says civilization like a cupcakery, right?"
Flynn certainly thinks so. But then again, Flynn's not exactly flying on both engines. Hasn't been since Alan, is first, last, and only love died and left him in a world that makes little sense, holds little point, and even less reason to stick around. Except he has an Agreement, and there is no way he's going back to Dr. Kirsch and the house of loonies. So it is off to Connecticut to a house full of antiques to sort through while he waits for an end.
The slow reveal of the true depths of Flynn's loss, and his grief, was a real enjoyable ride. Which, I admit, makes me seem rather callous. But I love when nothing is as it seems. And I loved the shock that hit me when the full terms of the Agreement came to light. I didn't see it coming. That doesn't happen often enough for the thrill to have worn thin for me. I've read quite a few stories about grief and loss lately, but Flynn was something special. A great blend of loss, strength, and humor that never let you see a perfect reflection of the man. You saw parts, but never the whole. Like the ghost that comes to haunt him, Flynn is transparent and yet still much a mystery.
As is Kirk. We don't get very much about Kirk in this story. A few background details, a few hints that he might know more about what Flynn is going through, in that broken heart of his, than he is letting on. Since this is only the first in (what I think, but don't quote me on it) a four part series, I was more than willing to let Kirk remain a bit of a mystery for now. I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to delve into the depths of that yummy ex-soldier in the books to come.
And since this is only the beginning, the romance between Kirk and Flynn is only just begun that awkward I-don't-want-to-want-you-but-you-make-everything-just-a-tad-bit-more-bearable stage. Lanyon's books normally have a great mystery with a background of romance, and not a romance with a touch of mystery, so I am well aware that this ride between Flynn and Kirk is only just beginning and will take some time to reach that elusive I love you. It's perhaps one of the things I love about Lanyon mysteries. You get all the mystery, you get the romance, but you have to work for both. And if I could make it through the whole Adrien English/Jake Riordan debacle of I want you/can't have you/living in a closet and but can't let you go, I think can trust that Kirk and Flynn are worth the wait. Plus, Flynn still has like a thousand tons of luggage named Alan trying to pull him under.
I'm eagerly awaiting the next book in the series, and am even more eager to stop freaking out every time I have to look in a mirror. This was a short, scary, and equally funny and heartbreaking. I would have liked a tad bit more of a fight from the ghostly lady when the duo tried to give her her final rest, but I'm not all that disappointed that it wasn't a knock-down kill-him fight. Mostly.
Once again Lanyon has lured me into a world where I can never quite guess what is coming next. One of these days I'm going to figure out how he does it and then...well, then I'll be terribly sad 'cause what fun is it when you can see it coming? 4.5 stars. Read with the lights on, the mirrors covered, and--if you can manage it--a big, strapping man to help you fight off the ghostly tremors.