My Pain is His Amusement
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Huling na-publish Wed, Jun 15, 2011
Forced to go to a school player's funeral was not how Abby planned the day. Added to the horrible day, the afterlife makes a mistake, and the jerk is a ghost. Not to mention that Abby is the only one who can see the jerkish ghost. He even thinks Abby caused him to drown (self inflicted, by the way) in the hot tub that one night. In fact, no one knows what happened that night.
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