The Friday 56: City of Ghosts

He does this sometimes. Vanishes. I dont’ know if he’s sulking or just taking a shortcut. The first time he disappeared, we are driving down the East Coast in search of haunted lighthouses for my parents’ most recent book. One minute he was there, and the next, he was gone. I freaked out, afraid he was somehow bound to the river, that’ he’d hit some invisible boundary ten or twenty miles out of town and gotten stuck.

Haven’t read this book yet. This passage makes me want to read it even more! I picked a book out of one of my newly purchased ones to use for today. I love this cover.

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