| Date: 22 May 2011, 17:02
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Product Description: Still trying to cope with her parent’s divorce, seventeen-year-old Brazil Parkin finds her world slipping even further from its once blissful orbit. She blames her mom for the rotten turn her life has taken. Leaving behind her friends, her horse, and a father she adores, Brazil moves with her mother and twin brothers to a 19th century beach house with a shady history. Brazil is determined to remain a recluse, but an unexpected kiss, a nearly disastrous airplane landing, and the lingering spirit of a lovesick boy help open Brazil’s eyes to a world outside of her own universe.
**Contains some strong language**
Excerpt:
“Did you realize you do this odd, little twitching thing with your nose when you sleep?”
My eyes shot open, and I flew out of bed and landed on the hard ground with a thud.
My transparent bedfellow peered down at me. “Not to worry. With that button-sized nose of yours, it is not altogether unappealing. Rather like a rabbit.”
I sat up and scooted several feet away on my butt. “You--you are on my bed.”
He lowered his head and surveyed the side of the mattress before looking back up. “Yes, it appears so. I thought you twenty-first century girls were open-minded about such things.”
“No, not really. I haven’t allowed any strangers onto my bed lately. Especially not see-through ones.”
He rose up silently and floated off the bed to sit on the window seat. “You’re right. Where are my manners? Why, we hardly know each other.”
I stood and contemplated racing into the hallway or screaming to get someone’s attention, but I had a feeling Sebastian would disappear again, and I would be fitted for a straight jacket.
I pushed to my feet and pressed against the wall adjacent to the door. “Why are you haunting me? Couldn’t you find someone else to bother? I’m sort of in the middle of feeling sorry for myself at the moment.”
“Yes, I’ve noticed. But I decided you were spending too much time thinking about Brazil, so I’m giving you something else to think about.”
“I do not spend too much time thinking about Brazil. And if you were wondering why Emily didn’t write back, it might have had something to do with the fact that you’re extremely irritating.”
“Brazil!” Mom’s voice drifted up the stairwell. “Brazil, are you on the phone? You’ll be late for school.”
The ghostly figure of Sebastian Middleton floated in and out of focus. I blinked hard to see if I could make him disappear altogether. When I opened my eyes the third time, he’d moved closer. I tried to back up but the wall stopped me.
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