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Blue Mist

by Joan Severance

340 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); catalogue #02-0226; ISBN 1-55369-413-9; US$29.00, C$34.95, EUR22.80, £15.80

Blue Mist is a haunting tale of family secrets and voodoo in the deep south.

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About the Book Walter Davis and family have moved to Hartland, Georgia, which is just outside of Savannah, because Walter's job has required him to be transferred to the main office in Savannah. Once settled in Hartland they purchase the home that they have been renting. The family soon discovers why the price was so low. Their new home is haunted by an antebellum lady whose family had built this house before the Civil War broke out. There seems to be a deep dark secret that surrounds why this spirit is still earthbound. Whenever the cloud of blue mist appears, the spirit either takes form out of the cloud or remains in mist form and fades away without anything happening. The spirit causes all kinds of events' to take place trying to gain the families' attentions to help her so that she can finally be at peace. As time passes, the spirit begins to appear in daylight, along with other spirits, without being surrounded by the cloud of blue mist. Mabel, Sally and Jane, the local voodoo priestess, who already knows why the spirit is still earthbound but is reluctant to share this information, slowly begin to unravel the mysteries that surround why Mary Ellen is still earthbound and seeking their help. Once the mystery is solved, a ceremony is performed by Jane at midnight on the night of the next full moon to bring peace to Mary Ellen so she can travel to the other side of the veil.

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From the Author I left the extreme cold, snow and ice of New Hampshire to retire in the beautiful quiet hills of Virginia. They refer to this part of the country as God's country. For years I have had this story tucked into the back of my mind and decided now was the time for me to put it down on paper and get this story into print. I have always been interested in ghosts and anything paranormal or supernatural.

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Excerpt (from Chapter 17)

    Mabel put a large cut crystal Swedish vase, which was very heavy, on one of the small tables she'd put in the entryway. She had several of these crystal pieces that she'd purchased years ago before the children were born at an estate sale. They'd turned out to be worth a whole lot more than she'd paid for them. She stepped back with her hand stroking her chin like a man with a beard deep in thought and studied the effect. The design on this particle piece was frosted scroll work. It was her favorite. She couldn't put all of the pieces on this table, it was way too small to show them off to there best advantage. I'll need to get a bigger table or more of the smaller ones, she told herself, there's plenty of room here in the entry way, after all it's a large area.
    Mabel had never had the space or the right area in their pervious home to display the crystal properly. Now that she did, this was the first thing she wanted everyone to see when they entered this house. Walter's company had required that he give parties in the past. Probably it would be the same here.
    All of a sudden, as Mabel stood there admiring the vase and how it looked on the small table, the table began to rise up from the floor. She could hardly believe her own eyes. She slowly sank to the floor, her legs wouldn't support her, she was afraid she'd faint. As she watched, the table with the vase sitting firmly on it, hovered about three inches above the floor. It started to move toward the staircase. She tried to call to Walter but all she could get to come out for a sound was a faint squeak. Mabel was beginning to get very frightened. She'd never heard of anything like this happening while someone was watching. She'd always heard of people finding things moved afterwards. The table stopped at the foot of the stairs,it started to vibrate, shaking the vase which started to wobble. Mabel tried to get up so she could run and catch the vase before it fell off the table and broke, but she couldn't seem to move, she was frozen in place. She kept trying to shake off the spell or whatever it was that had her in its grip. But she was unsuccessful. All she could do was watch in horror as the vase teetered back and forth on the table. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Paul and Sally coming from the back of the house returning from their dip in the pool. She tried to get their attention before they reached the end of the hallway, but they were all wrapped up in talking about something and didn't notice she was there on the floor.     Just then Sally happened to glance up, when she saw her mother on the floor and table up in the air, made her stop dead in her tracks, she reached out and caught her brother by his arm to stop him from going any farther.
    Paul looked at Sally's favce, which had a look of great amazement on it, then he turned his head in the direction she was looking. He gasped and hollered, "Mom, are you all right," in a louder than normal voice. When he did, the table came crashing down. It broke into a million tiny splinters, like a pile of matchsticks. But by the ome miracle, the vase seemed to float to the floor unharmed. The spell was broken.

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