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The Phantom Flame of Wind House — Katheryn Kimbrough
WOULD THE GHASTLY, SPECTRAL FLAME NOW CONSUME HER?
Pretty, gifted Sharon Adams recoiled in fear before the mysterious, flickering flame as it moved relentlessly toward her through the dark old halls of Wind House…
What evil did it bode for her? And what did it have to do with the master of the house, that strange old man in the wheelchair? With the young writer who'd taken such a peculiar interest in her? And with her dancing partner, Makarov of the hypnotic eyes?
Pretty, gifted Sharon Adams recoiled in fear before the mysterious, flickering flame as it moved relentlessly toward her through the dark old halls of Wind House…
What evil did it bode for her? And what did it have to do with the master of the house, that strange old man in the wheelchair? With the young writer who'd taken such a peculiar interest in her? And with her dancing partner, Makarov of the hypnotic eyes?