Her move into the old 3-story home at the end of the long lane had been the best thing since the divorce. Her nearest neighbor was 2 miles away. She needed the solitude and isolation that it gave her, and various projects around the dilapidated house allowed her to think as well as dream. She had long given up on romance and love, let alone any kind of sexual relationship with a man. Many months had passed since her last date, and fulfillment of her sexual fantasies and dreams resided only in her mind. The painting, carpentry, and woodworking of this old home were to keep her busy and allow the healing time to pass.

The real estate agent had actually smirked and laughed haughtily at her remarks of the home being possibly haunted. At 110 years old, the home had seen better days, having been the summer mansion for a famous novelist. After complete renovation of the kitchen area, her next project was the master suite on the topmost floor. Days turned int...

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