“Not exactly the Ritz Carlton,” Brody commented, for at least the third time, as the ghosts finished their tour of the ramshackle hotel.
It, and the two other buildings that were still standing, were set in a clearing with an almost invisible dirt road leading into it. It was obvious that the surrounding vegetation had encroached on what had once been a small town—after the town had been abandoned. Brush, moss, and vines covered most of the foundations of its few homes, leaving only a chimney here and there to mark their location.
“No kidding,” Jon agreed. “It’s going to take a lot of work, but we’ve done it before, with the barn. We’ll need to borrow Mike’s tools for starters.”
“Fix the leaks in the roof, maybe see if there’s doors in what remains of the general store to replace the tw
