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The ghost at the heart of the problem…Clayton Merk, accomplished, yet arrogant, businessman, has a reputation for one-night stands and being steadfastly anti-relationship. When he decides to return home-to the root of all his problems-he brings a co-worker with him as a buffer against the past. Even though he's ready to lay old ghosts to rest, he certainly didn't expect a literal ghost to lend a hand.Brad Jorgensen, Clay's former best friend, has also clung to the past in an unhealthy way. He resents Clay for a lot of things, not the least of which is his cousin's death decades earlier. At one time they'd been closer than brothers, but blame and anger are powerful weapons of destruction, and they've left Brad in a wasteland of self-doubt, hatred, and loneliness.The ghost at the heart of the problem has had enough. Bobby isn't pleased with his cousin or his ex. Their refusal to let go of the past has kept him on a plane where he doesn't belong and isn't at home. He's expended all his energy trying to get through to Brad, without success, but Clay's return finally gives him a foot in the door…or out the door.If he could just get the two stubborn men together. Somewhere in a small town in up-state New York are a librarian and a second grade teacher to whom I owe my life. That might be a touch dramatic, but it's nevertheless one hundred percent true.Because they taught me the joy of reading, of escaping into worlds crafted of words.Have you ever been nine years old and sure of nothing so much as that you don't belong? Looked at the world from behind glasses, and wondered why you don't fit?Then turn the page and see… there you are, running from Injun Joe in a dark graveyard; there you are fencing with Athos; there you are…beneath the deep blue sea- marveling at exotic creatures with Captain Nemo.I found myself between the pages of books, and that is why I write now, it's why I taught English and literature for so many years, and it's why my house contains more pounds of books than furniture.If I'd had my way, I'd have been a fencer…or a starship captain, or a lawyer, or a detective solving crimes. But instead, I am a writer, and that's the best thing in the world to be if you ask me, because as a writer, I can be all those things and more.If I hadn't learned to value the stories between the pages, who knows what would have happened? Certainly not college…teaching…or writing.