This is one of those rare books that you wish you could get your money back for, and sue the author for mental anguish and compensation for time lost. Like one reviewer stated, the term 'large breasts' is on almost every page. You want to slap Rachel for her blind stupidity....this is an overprotective mother (with large breasts!) who is more than willing to subject her kids to danger from this terrifying haunt, believing that love will save the day. Jack isn't much better, all he can think of is Rachel's large breasts and the next time he can look at them. In one scene the police are at the house investigating a death, and Jack spends the entire time worrying about whether or not he and Rachel will be able to have sex that night. Sheesh! Get your priorities straight. Yet I kept plodding forward to find out what makes this haunt different, hoping that it's something good. Wrong! The big secret is a let down and so stupid that you want to kick yourself for ever buying this book.
