Free spirits

Alex Cassidy thought being single and turning thirty was an awful combination. The only thing worse was waking up the morning after her birthday bash with a hangover. And just when she thought she'd hit rock bottom, she opened her eyes ... and screamed. There, at the foot of her bed, looking dapper and doting, were the ghosts of her parents. Alex thought all ghosts rattled chains and inspired fear. Her ghosts baked brownies and inspired aggravation. Alex thought all ghosts were fleeting apparitions.. . . Her ghosts were here to stay. At least until they delivered their birthday present--Mr. Right!