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1 " The music started, and we began to dance. It was like magic. A ghost can't lead, of course; he can't tell you where to go, with just a bit of pressure on your hand or your back. But I knew, anyway. I knew exactly where to turn, where to move. It was as if he was telling me with his eyes, which were locked on mine. And it was as if I was seeing another time through his eyes, because even though I was still in the Quackadoodle, at the same time I was back in Charleston, a hundred and twenty five years before. "
― Bruce Coville , The Ghost Wore Gray (Nina Tanleven, #2)
2 " I stopped talking and stared into the distance. "Hold on," I whispered. "I think I'm about to be brilliant." -Nina Tanleven, The Ghost Wore Gray "
3 " As it turned out, he was wrong about that. The last guest didn't show up until we were eating our dessert. That was when the ghost sat down in the empty chair-directly across from me. "