Ghostly Manners by K E O'Connor

Author:K E O'Connor [O'Connor, K E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: female sleuth, Cozy paranormal, Cozy mystery with animals, cozy murder, Cozy ghost mystery
Publisher: K.E. O'Connor
Published: 2016-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“I’m amazed you got through the ice lady’s defences.” Helen leaned back in her seat at the kitchen table. We had finished our evening meal, and I’d updated Helen about my interesting conversation with Lady Galbraith.

“You were right; she’s not so cold,” I said. “I was surprised to find out she was planning to evict Beatrice, but when she explained why she’d wanted to do it, there was a twisted logic to it.”

“And she likes Flipper.” Helen fed him a small piece of potato from the side of her plate. “She must be nice if she likes animals.”

“Which leaves us with Douglas, Sylvester, and our own nasty tempered chauffeur, Karl, as suspects in Beatrice’s death.”

“And not forgetting the doctor,” said Helen. “Cecil must still be in the frame for being incompetent.”

“What do you think, Beatrice?” I looked over to where the ghost stood by the kitchen sink in her usual position, arms folded across her matronly bosom and a scowl on her face. “Do you think it was Karl?”

Beatrice shook her head.

“How about Mr Sleazebag, Douglas?” I asked.

She shook her head again.

“Or how about Cecil?” asked Helen, her gaze unfocused as she tried to spot Beatrice.

“She’s shaking her head,” I said to Helen. “Which leaves us with Sylvester. Do you really think he hurt you?” I asked Beatrice.

Before Beatrice could respond, the kitchen door opened. Zach stood there, a curious look on his face. “Who were you talking to?” His gaze was fixed on me.

I pointed at Helen, realising we must have been overheard chatting to a ghost. “Just Helen and Flipper.”

Zach walked into the kitchen and shut the door behind him. “It sounded as if you were having a conversation with Beatrice, which is impossible.”

“It's rude to eavesdrop,” I said.

Zach frowned. “I didn't mean to. But when I overheard part of your conversation I couldn't help myself.”

“It doesn’t have to be impossible,” said Helen. “Why couldn't we be talking to Beatrice?”

I shot her a glare. Nobody else knew about my ghost seeing abilities, and that was exactly how I wanted it to stay.

“Care to explain that comment?” Zach still had his attention fixed on me, his dark hair a tangled mess around his face.

“I was talking to Helen,” I stuttered. “There’s nobody else here I could be talking to.”

“You should tell him,” said Helen. “He’ll understand. You said it yourself; he’s sensitive to this kind of thing.”

“What kind of thing do you mean?” asked Zach.

The dishes in the sink rattled on their own, and the lights flicked on and off several times, followed by an icy cold gust of wind that shot around the kitchen, lifting my hair from my shoulders.

Zach’s eyes widened. “What just happened?”

“For goodness sake.” Helen slapped a hand on the wooden table top. “Beatrice Galbraith just happened. That’s who Lorna was talking to. She can see ghosts.”

All eyes riveted to me, Flipper’s and Beatrice’s included, as they awaited my response.

“Is this true?” asked Zach, after an uncomfortable few seconds of silence. “Do you think you can see ghosts?”

“There’s nothing to think about,” said Helen.

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