A moment later, Liam's bright blue eyes opened, and he was seeing me. He just wasn't seeing Ruby.

Ghosts don't haunt people--their memories do.

Thank you,” he was whispering, “thank you, thank you.…” And then he was kissing my face, every inch of it he could find, wiping away the tears and soot, chanting my name.

I don't want to just see someone's face; I want to know his shadow, too. —Jude

I had to be alone for a little while, but I'm okay now." "All right. But next time, don't go where I can't find you.

But part of surviving is being able to move on.

Owain told me about the beautiful, fair-haired Vesta. It took me several minutes to work out that Vesta was a horse, and that Owain was possibly in love with her.