A Family Affair — Lynn Benedict

In the distance Kelsey House stood framed against the sky, its windows gleaming brightly. There was an eerie glow to the scene, that seemed to come not so much from the moon, now rising, but from things themselves, as if she were seeing the very essence of them. But there was more to the scene than the house alone. Between where she stood and where the house stood, a group of ghostly figures danced what might have been a child's game, or even a primitive rite of some sort. They twirled about in a circle, breaking free to spin wildly one at a time. There was the same eerie glow to the white, gauze-like gowns that they all wore: it made them look ghost-like. But the most shocking thing of all, to Jennifer's way of thinking, was the robes they were all wearing. For all practical purposes, the women--for this they clearly were--were naked...! Another thrilling supernatural horror novel by a modern master.