Oliver is pretty sure he's dead. Like, pretty sure. He can't remember anything, nobody can see him, and he should have died about three times already. So yeah. Dead. A ghost. Excellent. Why can't he remember anything? What's the significance of this town he's in, has he been here before? And why can only one boy see him? Blake sort of wishes he doesn't exist. Everything sucks. His dad hasn't been home in nearly a month, his mom is slowly losing herself, and school is such a pain in the ass he wonders why he even bothers anymore. Blake's got a secret that he'd never tell anybody, ever, especially in this religious town. And then there's that other thing--he can see a boy nobody else can. A tall and light-colored boy, handsome and with a good-natured spark in his eyes. He's kind and funny and smart. And yet...Nobody can see him. Except Blake.