I’ve always been able to see the shapes and feel the energy of the things that go bump in the night. So as excited as I am when my grandma gives me the antique mirror from her vanity that I’ve always admired, I’m not sure I want the ghost that comes in it. That is until Fiona becomes the best friend I’ve ever had. When Ward Heldman, the biggest jerk in school, walks by one day and visibly reacts to Fiona’s face, I know he sees her. I’m the only person I know who sees beyond the grave, and as much as I’d like to talk to Ward about it, I’m scared he’ll be able to tell I have a crush on him and beat me up. My life changes the day Ward approaches me. Fiona senses something trying to attach to him and says we must help him. While she’s busy trying to make me get close to him, I resist. It’s not the evil energy I feel surrounding Ward that scares me, it’s the way he’s starting to look at me.