Everyone wants to be seen for who they really are. 14-year-old Zoey Thompson is no exception. Problem is, no one does. At least, not since the death of her dad two years ago. Everyone seems convinced she's either some tragically sad, lost child, or a troubled kid hurtling down a dark and dangerous path. Whatever the reason, nobody wants her around anymore. Not even her own mom. Enter Zoey's great aunt and uncle. They've got a big old Victorian with tons of room, and are happy to take Zoey off her mother's hands. It doesn't matter that Zoey hardly knows them, or that they live three states over. She doesn't have a lot of other offers. Her new life is going as smoothly as can be expected, until strange things start happening around the house. It would be easy to write them off as quirks of an unfamiliar setting, if not for Aunt Carol's insistence that there are spirits all around us. Is it possible that the only person who can recognize Zoey for her true self is someone that no one else can see?