Who knew one gaudy Velvet Elvis could lead to such a heap of haunted trouble? When Cleo Tidwell said, "I do," for the third time, she had no idea her marriage vows would be tested by a tacky piece of art. But Cleo's not the kind of woman to let a velvet-offense-against-good-taste just hang--oh no, she's on a mission to oust the King. Trouble is, Elvis won't leave the building. And he's attractin' all manner of kooks, fanatics, and lookie loos to Cleo's doorstep, including the entire congregation of the Church of the Blue Suede Shoes. Everyone wants a piece of the painting, but Cleo's starting to suspect that whatever's haunting the Velvet Elvis wants a piece of her husband. Why else would her hubby trade in his car for a '56 pink Caddy, moonlight as an Elvis impersonator, and develop a sudden hankering for fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches? Certainly it can't be anything as simple as a mid-life crisis, because Cleo is not getting divorced again -- her mother would never let her hear the end of it. Cleo's life is all shook up by crazies with death threats, psychic warnings "from beyond," kidnapping attempts, invitations to join the Blue Shoe Loonies, and even murder Cleo Tidwell's in a fight for her life, her marriage, and the perseverance of good taste everywhere.