ONE RAGGED RIDGE ROAD

In love with the decaying Kennedy mansion in backwoods Fayette, Pennsylvania, Carol Roblins talks her husband into her scheme to buy and restore it. But that's the last thing she does talk him into, since he's promptly posted overseas and tells her they both need room to think about their marriage. So Carol and her son Sammy, who's slowed by Attention Deficit Disorder, set about transforming the mansion into a bed and breakfast called the Christmas Inn. She isn't daunted by the news that the original Kennedys both died violently on Christmas Eve, 1928, only a year after their romantic wedding, so that even the name she's chosen for the inn sends chills down the spines of locals with long memories--like Lyle Quinn, the ga-ga son of Charles Kennedy's banking partner, and historical society stalwart Esther McPherson, who has her own reasons for wanting to stifle Carol's plans. And when reinforcements arrive--a hunky contractor who slides into spending night after night on the living-room sofa and an even hunkier TV star whose idea of a joke is to tell an on-camera interviewer that he and Carol have solved the Kennedy mystery and will be turning the story into a Movie of the Week--you can be sure that modern-day trouble will follow. Broadway director Foglia and Washington Post columnist Richards team up for serviceable nco-Gothic shivers, though you have to survive an awful lot of foreboding, toothless flashbacks to get to the payoff.