A reluctant spirit whisperer. A snarky dead grandmother. A spooky road trip from which neither may return.
My name is Verlyn Gravelee, and I hate ghosts. Absolutely loath them. Ever since my seventh birthday, when a nasty specter scared me so badly my hair and right eye turned frost white.
So why am I taking a haunted road trip across America with a grim reaper, a ghost-fighting chihuahua puppy, and my deceased grandmother? It's all thanks to the stipulations in her will.
Not only am I touring the states along Route 66—for many cases—but I’m behind the wheel of a 1957 Chevy Nomad pulling a vintage travel trailer. I’m also the lead investigator on my late grandmother’s paranormal show, Spooky Specters. Yeah, another ghost show. Like we don't have enough of them.
Face your fears, some might say. I’m definitely doing that. Plus, I’m solving mysteries, making memories, and having an adventure of a lifetime.
I blame Grammy.
Grab your copy of Road Apples and join our first case on The Haunted Road Trip!