The Ghosts Of Summer

Raymond Stone was only seventeen years old the first time he fell in love. What he hadn’t expected was to fall in love with a ghost. Her voice was music, angelic and softer than silk. Yet from that first moment he sensed great sadness. She exuded an undertone of weariness and despair, as if some tragedy in her past had irreparably damaged her very soul. Her eyes seemed to bear the weight of a millennium’s tears. It was in those eyes he first glimpsed the vastness of her pain; it was in those eyes he saw his destiny. Then she vanished from the face of the earth, and he had to find her, no matter the cost. To Raymond, this was so much more than a simple case of infatuation or puppy love, it was a mission, one to find a ghost, a supernaturally beautiful ghost that would come back to haunt him in his dreams for many years to come.