Rum and Raindrops
Life would be easy for Jen Kulak if she hadn’t just burned down the forest she depends upon for her business’s wilderness adventures. It would be even easier if she hadn’t accidentally fallen head over heels for the fire investigator tracking her every move.
I was somewhat normal once. Until I died. It was only for a few minutes, but ever since then, I can see ghosts. The first time I see her is in the cemetery, wearing a blood stained wedding dress. No one else knows she exists. I have no idea how to help her or why I chose to, but she’s here now. The one person who makes me feel alive for the first time in ages is a spirit trapped in her own version of hell with no recollection of her life or death.