June Challenge - "The man she buried is back and knocking."

When Terry's husband comes knocking on her door one night, she wonders if she may have done something wrong. Corpses weren't supposed to reappear.

Elizabeth searches for truth behind the death of her fiance

She buried and he is back knocking on her door.

The man she had buried was back and knocking. Paula looked through the door visor and blinked. How could this be? She had raised their son and sent him off to university, lived through birthdays and Christmases, weddings and illness, all on her own. Life had moved on without him, and now here he was. Mark’s voice cut through the numbness that was already rising. ‘Open up, love, it’s me. I’m soaked and it’s bloody cold out here.’

Her hand hovered over the lock. This man looked like Mark and sounded like him, even stood like him, but there was something in his posture, in the way his shoulders hunched as if time had never passed, that did not feel quite right. But before she could decide what to do, he bent down, lifted the garden gnome, and retrieved the spare key she had forgotten was still there. The door rattled open under his hand. Paula took two steps back and placed one hand over her heart, which thudded like a slow drum.

Friends go out to a bar to have a few drinks. Man tries to buy them a drink none of them reciprocate he gets mad.

In a world where young witches summon animal familiars to guide their magic, one girl breaks the sacred rules. While her peers receive pigs and hens, she conjures something forbidden: a man.

Patrick O'Connor, a wealthy Irishman, goes missing in August 1849 and what unfolded is a tragic tale of love, lust, greed and murder in Victorian London.

The man she buried is back and knocking.

When she turned the twisted crimson key in the keyhole of the green rusted doorknob beneath the stained chalk window of the magnificent door, she heard a distinct click.