“You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories....”

“I can't wait until this show gets on the road," he said. "You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories..." The reference to "ghost stories" hit a little closer to home than I was comfortable with. Not that choosing curtains or brushing Christian's hair was much more appealing.”

“I do not understand why you would go out of your way to hurt each other, when life can already hurt so much.”

“No one can tell us no. No one can make us stop. We have picked each other, and the rest of the world can go to hell.”

“This is a story about a family and, as there is a ghost involved, you might cal it a ghost story. But every family is a ghost story. The dead sit at out tables long after they have gone.”

“Are you going to tell me what that was about?” Adam asked as we went back upstairs.“Sometime,” I told him. “When we're telling ghost stories around a campfire, and I want to scare you.”