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She entered the secret room and the scent of jasmine was everywhere. The perfume could belong only to one person, Patricia. But Patricia was dead. Barbara moved inside and the door suddenly slammed behind her. The flickering flame of the candle she carried faded and died. Fear gripped her. Heart pounding, she sensed she was not alone. Almost unable to breathe, she managed a cry of unbelievable horror: "Patricia, is that you?" | She entered the secret room and the scent of jasmine was everywhere. The perfume could belong only to one person, Patricia. But Patricia was dead. Barbara moved inside and the door suddenly slammed behind her. The flickering flame of the candle she carried faded and died. Fear gripped her. Heart pounding, she sensed she was not alone. Almost unable to breathe, she managed a cry of unbelievable horror: "Patricia, is that you?" | ||
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| + | *[http://glooomysunday.blogspot.com/2008/06/whispering-gallery-by-dan-ross.html Review at Gloomy Sunday Blog] | ||
Latest revision as of 20:04, 4 June 2008
- Author: Dan Ross
- Publisher: Macfadden-Bartell or MB
- Year: 1970
- Setting: Virginia
Cover Tagline
The walls embraced sinister shadows and a ghost that was all too real
Book Description
She entered the secret room and the scent of jasmine was everywhere. The perfume could belong only to one person, Patricia. But Patricia was dead. Barbara moved inside and the door suddenly slammed behind her. The flickering flame of the candle she carried faded and died. Fear gripped her. Heart pounding, she sensed she was not alone. Almost unable to breathe, she managed a cry of unbelievable horror: "Patricia, is that you?"
