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Click here"Oh, it's you!"
He nodded numbly, taken aback by the recognition.
"Uh, yeah..."
"Back for more?"
"Uh..."
He thought about telling her that he had read about her, that he knew her story, that he was sorry that her life had ended so tragically.
But the smile that had turned her anguish to glee was too pretty and adorable to disturb.
Besides, she's still a ghost. If I bring up her past before she does, maybe she'll get mad.
"Yeah," he finally admitted. "Back for more."
She giggled.
"So, do you need a ride?"
She bit her lip.
"I probably shouldn't get into a car with a strange man. You might try to take advantage of me."
After another giggle, she tossed the flowers and heels to the ground, opened the door, and slipped inside.
Evan drove off.
Love your style of writing. I have a similar one but by the sea, I am trying to write it like tone it down? But should I?
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I love how you mix real life urban legends into a story that while tragic, has a happy albeit open ending. Who knows if Evan’s 2nd encounter with Annie will end up like the first? Who knows if this could end up being a bizarre and strange romance they attempt to make work? Who knows if one night he goes to meet Annie and she isn’t there, never making herself known to Evan again. As if the power of her tragic circumstance deny her the ability to ever find true lasting happiness or love again.
The humor you added with the realism that a person would think to themselves if ever in that situation was spot on as well. I loved Evan’s subconscious voice. Thanks again for the great story. Hope you continue it. I’ll be checking back now and again.