Undertaker’s Last Laugh: BOOK EIGHT (Ghost Town of SoreAss Creek - Whiskey Gulch 8)

(A Whiskey Gulch Novel — Where the Dead Don’t Rest and the Living Don’t Behave)

“Business is booming, and so are the coffins.”

Welcome back to Whiskey Gulch — the haunted town that never quite learned how to stay dead.

Jo McGraw thought she’d seen everything: time slips, skeleton parades, ghost stagecoaches, and Grandma Mavis wrestling a demon with her cane. But she wasn’t prepared for Mortimer “Morty” Keene, the undertaker who refuses to take the hint. Morty’s back from the great beyond—grinning, charming, and causing more trouble than a thunderstorm in a liquor store.

Now coffins pop open mid-sentence, skeletons throw parades, and Jo’s kitchen has turned into a part-time funeral parlor. The ghosts are restless, the whiskey’s strong enough to burn through reason, and the living are starting to take notes from the dead.

Somewhere between laughter and lightning, Morty’s fascination with Jo’s family tree digs up more than roots—it unearths secrets that won’t stay buried. When the Gulch itself starts whispering her name, Jo learns the hard way that some family ties reach both directions… and some hauntings are personal.

Featuring:

• A resurrected undertaker with a wicked grin.
• A heroine too stubborn to die quietly.
• Grandma Mavis, who doesn’t fear death—she just scolds it.
• Whiskey strong enough to wake the dead (and often does).
• Ghostly comedy, bawdy brawls, and an unforgettable love story that refuses to stay buried.

• Because you’ve never laughed so hard at a funeral.
• Because Jo McGraw’s brand of courage feels like coffee, chaos, and heartache served neat.
• Because Morty Keene is the most dangerously charming undertaker since Death learned to flirt.
• Because every ghost in Whiskey Gulch has better timing than most comedians.
• Because even heartbreak comes with a punchline—and a shot of bourbon.
• And because sometimes redemption wears a smirk, carries a shovel, and whistles “Taps.”