Red Velvet Revenge by Stephanie Damore

Author:Stephanie Damore [Damore, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pink Sapphire Press
Published: 2018-11-27T06:00:00+00:00

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If you weren't into winter sports—and let's face it, you can only ski and ice fish so much—the casino was the place to go. Northern Michigan had a few casinos around the area that were all right, but if you were looking for one to party at on New Year's Eve, Turtle Creek was the one to go to. None of them were really all that grand per se, but with its proximity to Traverse City and the complimentary shuttle bus that traveled back-and-forth to the Grand Traverse Resort and Spa, Turtle Creek was as luxurious and as happening of a spot as you could find.

"I wonder if we'll get lucky and they'll still be there?" I said, looking at the clock. We were inching closer to noon, and I felt it was highly unlikely that Tina and Savannah could party for that long.

"They could be. Tina loves to play craps. If she's on a winning streak, she can play for hours."

"That's the one with the dice, right?" I asked.

"Yeah. Trust me, I don't get it either, but she loves the game."

Amelia wasn't the only one who didn’t get it. Nick and I took a trip out to Vegas the year after we were married. Roulette was always our go-to game, the one where you put chips on the red and black numbers, and then the dealer spins a marble around the wheel. Whatever number the marble stops on, wins. Roulette was pretty straightforward compared to craps. Sure, I never knew exactly how much the payout would be—math wasn't my strong suit—but it was easier than trying to figure out how many dice you were supposed to roll and what numbers you wanted to hit. Craps had many rules.

"So I take it your sister doesn't know that you can talk to ghosts?" Amelia asked me on the drive to the casino.

"No, she doesn't have a clue. She's way too practical to believe in the paranormal."

"Just like your mom, huh?"

"Exactly. Autumn's life is all about dealing with logic. Find the evidence, trace the clues, catch the bad guy. You break a rule, you get in trouble. Everything is cut and dry. It's just how her brain works. You throw in the unknown, and she just shuts down."

"I can see that about her," Amelia replied.

"It's not like she hasn't witnessed her own fair share of paranormal activity. Nick used to have a field day with her until I made him cut it out. Autumn was on her way to having a nervous breakdown if Nick turned the lights off on her or moved her car keys one more time. The poor maintenance guy at her apartment was going out of his mind checking every lightbulb and electrical current in her apartment to no avial."

"Oh my gosh, you're right. That would totally drive her crazy," Amelia said.

"Yeah, so, I just don't mention Nick or any other ghostly happenings. She seems happier that way."

"But what if it is a murderous ghost that killed Derek? What are you gonna do?"

I bit my lower lip while thinking.

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