Can love give Tabor Augustus the courage to fight the ghosts haunting him?
I’m haunted by ghosts living in a box under my bed. I’ve tried everything I can think of to get rid of them, even leaving the box behind when I left for college, yet somehow, it always returns to me. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if they just floated around and moved things, but they don’t. My ghosts drain me of energy any time they want, and they’re possessive of me.
On All Hallow’s Eve, Gautier appears on my front porch and he tells me he knows what’s happening to me. I’m not inclined to trust him, no matter how gorgeous he is. Yet after spending the night in his arms, I’m willing to take any help he can give me. I’m ready to live my life instead of being an energy supply to the ghosts.
Who knew love could give me courage?
This story has been previously published.