Wayne Frye

Stories My Grandmother Told Me Wayne Frye

Wow! This time, Wayne Frye, the master at surprise endings, has outdone himself. In Asheboro, North Carolina there is a house rented by Raeford Hopkins, where a poor ghost has been patiently waiting in vain for the right resident to come to its rescue. Raeford and his son, Roland, are determined to get to the bottom of a mystery that has defied explanation for ten years. Join them in this rip-roaring journey into the macabre with a slight sprinkling of romance and sentimentality that elevates the spirit, and offers a distinct moral to the riddle of life. Meet a vast array of the savoury, the unsavoury, vampires, evil fairies and ghosts in what can only be described as an incredible adventure that will raise the hairs on the back of your neck and send a chill up and down your spine while also tugging at the strings of your heart. Wayne Frye is a prolific writer who always delivers intense excitement that will keep you turning pages with a fury. Called by a European critic the Rembrandt of Words, he lives up to the moniker in this spine-tingling tale that will probably make you sleep with the lights on.