Just Here for the Boos

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Katy Lewis, Oct 27, 2014 - Fiction - 288 pages

 Jaded event planner Kaycee Caraway’s life is about to take a hair-raising turn when murder hits home in this delightfully haunting novel by Katy Lewis. 

Meet Kaycee Caraway – part Martha Stewart, part Inspector Clouseau. When she finds the body of her ex-husband Joey on his kitchen floor, it’s up to Kaycee to find his killer if she ever hopes to get his spirit to pass to the other side … and out of her life. It’s bad enough his ghost is naked, but Joey doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to leave.

The skeletons that creep out of Joey’s closet make solving the case thorny. She sure doesn’t need the distraction of her irrepressible mother, who wants her to find a good man, her giddy father, who’s infatuated with a cat-lady, or her self-absorbed sisters, who find fidelity too restricting.

When her one source of authoritative help turns out to be a brooding detective who’s down on women, she discovers her troubles are just beginning.

 

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Contents

Prologue
Chapter1 Chapter2 Chapter3 Chapter4 Chapter5 Chapter6 Chapter7 Chapter8 Chapter9 Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30

Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter33 Epilogue
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 Katy Lewis grew up in the Midwest where not a lot happened amidst the cornfields, so books held a fascinating means of escape. She loves all things quirky, and developed the ability to see humor in almost anything. After doing stints as a bartender, English teacher, and marketing copywriter, she followed her muse's less-than-gentle nudge and began writing mysteries. Katy lives in central Illinois, still in the midst of those cornfields, where a lot still doesn't happen.

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