This week I read seven (and a half) books, two of which (the half included) were crap. My pick of the week is Barbara Michaels' Witch. I had originally borrowed this book for Halloween, but didn't pick it up until last week.
The book is a Gothic tale of greed and insanity, but told in Michaels' inimitable lighthearted manner. Ellen March buys an old house. The house comes with the ubiquitous ghost. The legend of a 200-year-old witch haunts the little Virginia town almost more than it does the house. The twist at the end was entirely too predictable, but the story is still deftly woven.