Mary’s family has moved into a huge Victorian mansion. She loves her gigantic new house, especially her room. But then she begins to meet the house’s other residents.
Mrs. Murray was murdered in Mary’s new house. At first she tries to scare the new residents away, but there seems to be a force connecting the ghost to Mary.
Even the stranded Brownies, the little people who live between the walls, feel that connection. When Mary becomes deathly ill, the Brownies and the ghost team up to try to rescue her, only to encounter a witch and her evil minions. Time is running out. They must rescue Mary from a fever-induced dream world before she is trapped there forever.
Emily-Jane Hills Orford is an award-winning author of several books, including Gerlinda (CFA 2016) which received an Honorable Mention in the 2016 Readers’ Favorite Book Awards, To Be a Duke (CFA 2014) which was named Finalist and Silver Medalist in the 2015 Next Generation Indie Book Awards and received an Honorable Mention in the 2015 Readers’ Favorite Book Awards. She writes about the extra-ordinary in life and her books, short stories, and articles are receiving considerable attention. For more information on the author, check out her website at: http://emilyjanebooks.ca
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There is a street called Piccadilly in
London, England. In fact, there is a place, an intersection, known as
Piccadilly Circus. But it is questionable as to whether or not there are any
major intersections along the famous Piccadilly Street that have residential
houses of some distinction on all four corners, and there is definitely no
intersection of Piccadilly Street and Waterloo Street. When I last visited
London, England, I was disappointed to note that there wasn’t even a Waterloo
Street, just a Waterloo Road, and that was on the other side of the river from
Piccadilly Street. So, the intersection of Piccadilly Street and Waterloo
Street could only occur in the other London, the one in which Mary grew up.
Indeed, the number of her childhood home, had it existed in London, England,
could only exist in the middle of the intersection of Piccadilly Street and
Regent Street.
There
are other cities in the world that bear the auspicious name of London. But only
the one in Canada has an intersection of Piccadilly Street and Waterloo Street
with an old Victorian mansion on each of the four corners. One, in particular,
is a grand Queen Anne style, early twentieth-century building complete with a
tower room, a bay window, stained glass windows, mosaic tiled floors and much
more. A family moved in to take up residence in 1967. Mary’s family. It was
also at this house that others took up residence many years earlier and never
left. One died and left her restless spirit to roam the halls and torment those
who chose to reside in the house. The other two were little sprites known as
Brownies. They lived inside the walls and watched over the house that they also
called home.
You see, the Brownies had a mission, something that was going to
involve one of the new residents of this old house: a twelve-year-old girl by
the name of Mary. This is, in fact, Mary’s story, or, at least, the beginning
of her story. For there is much more to Mary’s story than this little tale.
