Small Things by Joe DeRouen
Small Things by Joe DeRouen

Carthage, Illinois, 1975. It’s a hot June morning in a small Midwestern town when fifteen-year-old Shawn Spencer arrives at the church for his best friend Tanner’s funeral. Though his drowning was officially ruled an accident, Tanner’s sister Jenny swears she saw something rise up from the Carthage Lake to pull the struggling teenager beneath the surface. Shawn doesn’t believe in monsters… but he will…
The real threat, however, lies in the man behind the monster, a mysterious old man who has vowed to settle an old grudge and regain something that was stolen from him decades earlier. To survive the dark days and nights ahead, Shawn must not only decipher what the man is after, he must move past his own grief, fears, and insecurities, and learn to trust in Jenny, the disgraced town sheriff, and, most importantly, in himself.

Small Things is a contemporary fantasy novel, with just a touch of horror and romance. Currently enjoying excellent reviews and  a strong 4.5 star rating on Amazon, Small Things has also received rave reviews and strong ratings on Barnes and Noble,, and iTunes. Small Things is available in trade paperback as well as eBook formats for the Kindle, Nook, iPad, and just about every eReader available.

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Jeff stared at his rescuer. He looked dead many times over, and yet the gunshot, a bullet dead center in the middle of his chest, hadn’t even fazed him. He wondered not for the first time what he’d gotten himself into, shook his head, stumbled against the abandoned Prius, feeling nauseated.

— Memories of a Ghost, chapter 35