Telling stories is Walter Book’s responsibility and his joy, just like it’d been his daddy’s, and his granddaddy’s and his great-great grandaddy’s before him. Because what good’s a Book without a story?
Every night he tells the children their bedtime story, and this evening he tells one called “The Princess,” the tale of a little girl named Veronica who’s waiting for her daddy to return.
Veronica is well past the mid-point of her twelfth year, and is of course no longer a child in spite of what her father thinks. So when she’s at the hotel, waiting for her father to return from his business trip on the last train of the day, she’s grown-up enough to know to ignore the voices when she hears ghosts. Her father taught her if you don’t acknowledge a ghost, it will feel so ill used that it will depart of its own free will.
But the ghosts at the hotel are restless…