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Twenties Girl, by Sophie Kinsella. This could well be the best yet of all these Kinsella books I've read this year, though I sure enjoyed the first one too. They're well-crafted "chick lit" books set mostly in London. In this one (which intersects surprisingly with When Marnie Was There), our heroine is attending the pathetic funeral for her 105-year-old great-aunt Sadie when suddenly a ghost only she can see, of a 23-year-old flapper girl, is all in her face about finding her missing necklace. It's Sadie, of course, and she really wants her gorgeous dragonfly necklace, which she hadn't seen in years. I laughed out loud throughout the opening chapters then was rapt for the rest of it, and the last three chapters were altogether satisfying.