Mari Evans life was cut off too soon. There wasn't a bright light. There wasn't a golden gate or pits of fire. She was still just there with memories of her sub par life and horrific death as her constant shadow. Loneliness is her companion as she haunts her family home. She's managed to run everyone off who attempts to move in until three guys show up, and Mari is exposed to a world she never knew existed. It doesn't matter though. This is her house. She lived here. She died here. She will stay here. It doesn't matter if they are intriguing or good looking. They had to go.