“The Ghost Wore Yellow Socks” is my second encounter with Lanyon characters.I liked the atmosphere of this closed door intrigue: an old house in Vermont, an eccentric household, winter and an investigation on the background of unsolved mysteries of the ‘30s. I surrendered without any struggle to Perry’s fawn like charm and watched like a hawk the development of his relationship with gruff Nick as they took their sweet time. I smiled at the welcomed familiarity of Perry’s inner strength and Nick’s uncertainty. There is definitely a spell in Josh Lanyon’s words. It is a great pleasure to read, smile, frown, melt and finally sigh with contentment when closing the book.I’m charmed.