“And then it hits me like a fast, open-palmed, stinging smack in the face.Having a ghost boyfriend WASweird”

“When he opens the door, I step in and an army of memories comes at me from all sides.”

“Oftentimeswhen I read a book,I want to savoreach word,each phrase,each page,loving the proseso much,I don't want itto end.Other timesthe story pulls me in,and I can hardlyread fast enough,the details flying by,some of them lostbecause all that mattersis making surethe characteris all rightwhen it's over.”

“Many times when I read a book, I want to savor each word, each phrase, each page, loving the prose so much, I don’t want it to end. Other times the story pulls me in, and I can hardly read fast enough, the details flying by, some of them lost because all that matters is making sure the character is all right when it’s over.”

“Who do I get the feelingthis boy islost at sea? Just like me?”

“I don't know if boys are intimidated by her or afraid of her or what, but I know her heart is open and ready for a special guy to walk in.”

“I tell myself it will protect me. He will protect me.”