Body & Soul (The Ghost and the Goth #3)

At least Madame Selena had her own building…about sixteen inches from the edge of the highway, but still. And she had a turban. Say what you will, but it certainly added an air of mystery to her, like what, exactly, she was hiding under it.

But I was beginning to think the real problem might be that who I was was just not good enough.

I couldn't figure out how the system worked. And maybe that was the point. If you aren't sure how it works, it's a lot harder to game it.

I know who you are, no matter what you look like,” he said quietly, surprising me.

I leaned back to look at her, seeing only her, this girl who was Ally but also Alona, and who bore a resemblance to a friend i'd once had but was someone new. Someone i could live without, but didn't want to

I think, uh, I might be in love with you," I said, my voice sounding gruff and awkward even to my own ears.

It said something about how much the soul or spirit in charge mattered.

It’s called a near-death experience. You should try it sometime,” I said sweetly. “Maybe without the ‘near’.

I was going, going, gone-like falling off the side of a cliff in the movies-until I managed to find a foothold and stop myself. But who knew how long it would last? That bit of rock or vine always gives out, doesn't it? The only question was when.

Just thinking.”
“Why start now?

My mouth fell open, and I swear, I got chills. He’d actually done it. He’d told his mom no. Somewhere along the line, Will Killian had grown a mother-proof spine.

My shirt is gray,” I pointed out. “You’ve expanded my fashion horizons dramatically. I wear three colours now.

What happened to you?" she asked.
"Ben was feeling artistic. Wanted to rearrange my face.

Would Alona be gone before I even got a chance to say good-bye? A real good-bye? One last kiss and the chance to tell her that she’d made my life better even as she’d made me crazy? That we were better together than I would ever be by myself, but that because of her, I would be okay? Not great, but okay, and I owed that all to her?
No. I needed to see her one last time.

Yeah. Having a corporeal form was way less of a party when you had to think of other people’s feelings. Ha. Welcome to my world.