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Jack Durish


Ghost Writer

Tim was desperate. His best seller didn't have legs. It rose to the New York Times top ten list and stayed there just one week. Now, the money was running out and his agent was showing signs that he... [+]

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Ghosts of Christmas Past

THE BLANKET FELL whispering in the dark, one crystal at a time. Like nature’s cosmetologist, it smoothed every wrinkle and hid every blemish. Peace reigned, if only for a moment, and the deepest... [+]


The Curse

A PENCIL-THIN BEAM of light aligned with two holes, one in the mausoleum door and the other in the side of the sarcophagus, as the sun passed the Vernal Equinox, and struck Don Esteban Rodriguez in... [+]