Scarlet Sanderson sees dead people. Literally. As a reluctant conduit between the land of the living and the dearly departed, she is doing her best to have a life of her own.
With an inheritance from her grandmother and the dream of opening a flower shop, she seeks out the peace and quiet of a small coastal town, thinking surely there won’t be many spectral residents.
Unfortunately, she didn’t fully do her homework. Beechwood Harbor is a paranormal haven, and there’s a lot more than ghosts waiting to roll out the welcome wagon.
