In Connecticut that summer, it rained and rained. The mists drited in from the sound, and with them... THE GHOST OF VERONICA GRAY "To be blessed in life, one must learn to die," Veronica said. Dorothy wrote it all down in her diary, every word Veronica said. It was such fun to have a new friend, so pretty, so smart, so full of secrets...so nice not to have to be alone any more. Now, in the dark, decaying house next door, Veronica shows Dorothy her deepest secret. There are whispers of death in the hallway, blood in the attic, blood on the stairs. On a rainy summer day, Dorothy slips into the past, into murder, even into madness...Veronica will show her how to kill.