A 1920s ghost story with a humorous twist.
Old Crotchet – her manor, her rules. Cross her at your peril. There’s little that will rile a woman over 300 years of age more than the arrival of some flighty young upstart intent upon displacing her. The year is 1920, and it’s Twelfth Night by the old reckoning. Festivities are about to commence as something sinister stirs from its protracted dormancy, awakened, it seems, by the arrival of two young guests. The old ways, they find, should not be treated lightly.
A supernatural tale with a blithe spirit and a distinctly British flavour.
Also available in the Kindle collection A Ghost Story Omnibus: Collected Ghost Stories 2016-2018, and in the Amazon paperback Anthology: Wry Out West.