The Flip
By: Michael Phillip Cash
Blurb
Julie and Brad Evans are house flippers. They buy low, clean out the old occupants' junk, and try to make a profit. Enter Hemmings House on Bedlam Street in scenic Cold Spring Harbor, Long Island. Too good a deal to pass up, but with an ominous secret. The old Victorian Mansion has dwellers that do not want to be dispossessed. As the house reveals it's past, will the couple's marriage survive The Flip?
From Publisher's Weekly- The Flip
Michael Phillip Cash (Stillwell) again succeeds in setting an engaging supernatural thriller in the world of Long Island real estate, though he's stronger at depicting human relationships than he is at generating scares. Julie and Brad Evans have hinged their hopes of financial security on house flipping, a work-intensive strategy that offers them few opportunities for relaxation. Brad has misgivings about their latest acquisition, a creepy Victorian mansion, ominously situated on Bedlam Street in Cold Spring Harbor. Those feelings are validated when he's victimized by Tessa, a voracious female ghost with very carnal appetites. Cash is effective at creating his version of the afterlife, where ghosts like Tessa exist in fear of more powerful entities known as the Sentinels. His best work comes, however, in his plausible portrayal of a marriage under stress from the need to hustle to stay solvent. (BookLife)
PURCHASE
Excerpt:
Chapter Twenty
I said I'm not going
back there. That house is haunted. There, I've said it. It's a haunted
house." "Julie!" Heather protested. "Stop that. You are so
much better than this."
Brad sighed.
"Look, I'll call Sal. His girlfriend works or that medium you talked
about. If she comes with us to the house, will you come home?"
"It isn't home,
Brad. I thought you hated the house."
"I did. I do.
Well, it's been kind to us," he said.
"Are you nuts?
What are you talking about?"
"The crap we've
pulled out of there. We stand to make a considerable amount of money. I feel
like the house is sort of saving us. Come home with me, Julie."
Julie looked at his
face, the lines of worry around his eyes. She put her hand in his, asking,
"You'll call the lady, Georgia?"
Brad pulled out his
phone and dialed Sal. "Hi. Yeah, fine. Listen, Sal, you think you can ask
Molly if she can get the psychic out to Bedlam House? Just because. For Julie.
OK, call me back." He turned to his wife. "He's calling. He said he's
sure he can get her out there. She was interested in the house when he had
coffee with her last week."
"He had coffee
with her?" Heather asked. "Small world."
"What should I
do?" Julie asked her sister.
"You know what
you should do. You belong with Brad. Go home, Julie. Go confront your
ghosts."
"You don't
believe me?"
"I think you
believe you've had a ghostly encounter. But, honestly, I think you're just
overtired."
"Come with us,
Heather. Maybe if you're there, you'll see it, too."
"Just go with
Brad. Call me." Heather kissed her sister. "It will be fun—the
psychic—go on."
Brad's phone rang
loudly. It was Sal. Georgia Oaken had agreed to visit them tomorrow morning.
Everybody was looking forward to it. Sort of.
Michael Phillip Cash is an award-winning novelist and screenwriter. His novels are best-sellers on Amazon under their genres - Young Adult, Thriller, Suspense, Ghost, Action Adventure, Fantasy, Paranormal Romance and Horror.
Michael writes full-time and lives on the North Shore of Long Island with his wonderful wife and screaming children. You can follow him @michaelpcash.
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