Your mother sets you up blind dates? With guys like that?" The corners of his mouth twitched. "She doesn't like you very much, does she?

Elena?" "Yes, unless Nick found a woman in the forest, which I suppose wouldn't be too surprising.

Wish all my corpses would do that.

I'd been staring at the search term for at least five minutes. One word. Necromancer.

The upshot of her tirade was that I was the devil's spawn and should be locked up in a tower before I unleashed hordes of the living dead to slaughter them all in their sleep. Well, maybe that's an exaggeration, but not by much.

Don't talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all. I wondered whether they had books about his sort of thing. Fifty Ways to Tell the Living from the Dead Before You Wind Up in a Padded Room. Yep, I'm sure the library carried that one.

If there's anything I can do- I know there probably isn't, but..." Just be here