There are haunted places. There are haunted books. There are haunted people. There are haunted friendships.
The Book Cellar – “The old woman wasn’t very nice or anything, but she was only a book seller, so far as I knew. And nothing really bad could ever happen to you in a bookshop, could it?”
Eleanor’s Diary – “If I could just for a second feel that she was here with me, I think I’d take it. No matter how delusional, no matter how crazy I’d have to be to feel that way, I think it would be worth it. Maybe you shouldn’t be in too much of a hurry to lose that feeling? Maybe a little bit of delusion is what we need sometimes?”
The Ghost in the Hill – “All I’m saying is that I need to find the best story I can. I need to find it quickly, and I need to tell it as well as I can. Everything depends upon that. Everything.”