Chapter 13 Chapter 12 — Five Ghosts and One Disastrous Date

Thalia Rivers — POV

By six o'clock, my bedroom looked as though a dressmaker had been attacked by a particularly enthusiastic bridal party.

Three dresses lay across the bed, ribbons dangled from the wardrobe handles, and Mrs. Wetherby was holding Grandmother's old lace shawl against my shoulders w...

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