Review: HOUSE OF GHOSTLY HAUNTS by Theresa Buchheister
The feeling of a cold hand on your shoulder in the dark. Arm hair gently raising off of goose-bumped skin. A twinge of dread mingled with excitement in the pit of your stomach. The exhilaration of knowing that everything could go wrong and that, more likely than not, nothing will go exactly right. Trusting the virtuosity of a real person in front of me to not only hit the marks, but make me smile through my sweat at …