Monday, March 3, 2014

Spotlight : Broken Hearted Ghoul by By Joyce and Jim Lavene

Summary(from Goodreads);

It’s been two years since Skye Mertz agreed to drive Abe’s Taxi for the Dead, transporting his zombie workers back to the man who gave them an additional twenty years of life. She’s raising her daughter, with the help of her ghostly mother-in-law, and keeps looking for what killed her husband the night she died.
Now she has a partner—a housewife working off her zombie husband’s service—and she’s met a sorcerer with amnesia. It shouldn’t be surprising that a broken hearted ghoul, bent on getting revenge, should show up too. After all, there’s no rest for the dead.


She tugged at her burgundy skirt with her black leggings under it. “We’re having parent career day. I thought you might be able to come.”
“And talk about being a cop?” I glanced at her pretty face. She looked like Jacob with her big eyes and sweet lips. Lucky she didn’t resemble me.
“Yeah. You know about it. No one else in class has a parent who even used to be a cop. Janie’s dad is a dentist. That’s about as exciting as it gets.”
I laughed at her droll voice. “I’ll see what I can do. What day is it?”
“Tomorrow. Two p.m. May I plan on you?”
“Yes, please. Plan on me.” I pulled into the line of cars at the school. “I would be happy to be your career parent.”
“Why did you stop being a police officer anyway?”
How do you tell a seven-year-old that her mother’s life ended on a warm summer night when she, and your father, both died?
“It was time for me to move on.” I settled on that answer. I could tell her more when there was a remote chance that she’d understand it.  “It’s time for you to go to school. See you later.”
“Bye, Mommy.”
Kate scooted out of the van, hefted her book bag with a grunt, and was gone.
Her question raised more panic in my mind than all the runaway zombies could have. What if she started wondering what happened to me? What if she started asking questions? Addie was right—it was an unnatural life for a child—living with a zombie for a mother and a ghost for a caregiver.
I was interrupted from wallowing in it by a call from Abe. He wanted to see me at his place right away. It sounded bad.

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