The Ghost of Castle Isle

As the car pulled into Aunt Mary's long driveway, the view of the house and grounds opened before them.

  "Wow! Look at that!" Emma cried, "What a cool place to live! Are all of your relatives rich, Kacey?"

  Kacey chuckled, "No, not all of them. But this house has been in the family for over a century."

  The girls loved the colorful hanging baskets of flowers on the front porch, and the park-like front lawn. The huge, three-story house was a Victorian masterpiece, complete with decorative white trim and pointed turrets. Pulling into the driveway revealed a beautiful garden in the back with an arched trellis laden with purple flowers.

  "Your aunt must have a green thumb!" Ava remarked.

  "She does love her flowers," Kacey agreed.

  They all carried their luggage to the front door and knocked.