Angry Haunting

Not again! Where is that music coming from? It was after two oclock in the morning, and LeAnn was looking out the living room window towards the lake. She couldnt believe her eyes; her heart raced. There it was again, a white light floating on the boathouse walkway.Twenty-year-old LeAnn Klein had just bought Tabor Island with its almost two-hundred-year-old house and boathouse. The beautiful old h...