Jackson sits with me.
He plays with the TV
from time to time,
making the channels turn.
At first it makes me smile.
Then it gets on my nerves.
Big time.
Because he can't talk
like a normal guy.
He can't hold hands
like a normal guy.
He can't kiss
like a normal guy.
Unless it's in my dreams,
and then we do those last two things.
But dreaming about them
isn't the same
as actually
doing them
and experiencing them.
Don't worry, Jackson.
I know you're here.
Believe me.
I know.
He flicks the gas fireplace on
even though it's like ninety degrees outside.
"Jackson," I yell,
"Stop being so weird."
And then
it hits me like
a fast,
open-palmed,
stinging
SMACK
in the face.
Having a ghost
for a boyfriend
is
weird.
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I Heart You, You Haunt Me.
Mystery / Thriller~I did NOT make this book. I am just posting this for people who want to read this book, without having to buy the real book. All credit goes to Lisa Schröder~ ------------------------------ Ava can't see or touch him, unless she's dreaming. She can...
