That happened with this book, Laura Whitcomb’s ‘A Certain Slant of Light’. Relief to know how this precious story ends, and sadness because your first reading is over and the journey at an end. It happens when you’ve read the very last line and breathed a sigh of relief/sadness. I love the feeling of falling in love with a book. But as the lovers struggle to find a way to be together, they begin to discover the secrets of their former lives and of the young people they come to possess. The fact that he is in a body and she is not presents this unlikely couple with their first challenge. And Helenterrified, but intriguedis drawn to him. They belong to a boy, a boy who has not seemed remarkable until now. In the class of the high school English teacher she has been haunting, Helen feels them: for the first time in 130 years, human eyes are looking at her.
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