FOUR
Margaret Axelby was an eccentric looking woman in her mid-to-late sixties with dyed purple hair, cat-eye glasses, and bony hands. She couldn’t have weighed more than a hundred pounds and stood only five feet tall. She wore bright flashy clothing and too much expensive jewelry, but she had the warmest smile and a kind face. She was more than willing to help the team, and it was apparent she was thrilled to be a part of the ghost investigation.
Marie almost tripped over Bailey as she adjusted the camera angle in the corner of the barn and tried to focus on the eccentric woman’s rambling conversation about her rich family history. “Mrs. Axelby…”
Margaret’s southern drawl reply made you feel as though you should be sipping a mint julep and fanning yourself from the heat as the sweat be
