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Эшли Постон - The Dead Romantics

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The Dead Romantics

Эшли Постон

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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
He was a bullet journal guy, and I was a sticky note kind of girl.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
Because if there was one thing more powerful than death itself, it was true, undeniable love.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
I was foolish, and I was only going to hurt myself, because if I knew anything about death, the goodbyes were harder with ghosts than corpses.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
I . . . never thought of myself, my story, my life, as anything more than a boring book shelved in a boring library in a boring town.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
Ghost stories never had happy endings.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
I—I thought I hated this man, and if I stayed in this office any longer, I was going to either throw this cactus at him or cry.Maybe both.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
“No, I don’t see anyone—wait. Are you scared of ghosts?”He stiffened. “No.”He said that way too quickly.“You are! Oh my god, you’re a ghost.”“Supernatural things upset me.”“I promise no wittle ghostie is going to hurt you, Benji Andor,” I teased, “and if any of them do, they’ll have me to contend with.”“You can punch ghosts?”“No, but I’m a really bad singer. Unleash me with a microphone on any of your enemies and they’re toast.”
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
“Just walk through the wall, my dude,” I called over to him. “You’re a ghost—”A moment later, he stepped through the wall and shivered. “That feels so weird,” he complained, dusting invisible lint from his crisp button-down shirt. “I don’t like it. It tingles. In weird places.”I headed up toward the path that looped the whole cemetery, and called back to him, “You’re a terrible ghost.”
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
“Did you find what you were looking for at that bar?” he asked after a moment.“Somehow, yes. Managed to book Elvis for the funeral.”He gave a start. “Presley? Is he . . . a ghost?” he asked in an almost whisper.Oh, why was that charming? Why was that so charming?I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from grinning, because I was still annoyed with him. “No”—I took out a poster from my back pocket and unfolded it to show him exactly which Elvis I was referring to—“but he’s the next best thing.”He held a hand over his mouth to hide a laugh. “An impersonator? For a funeral?”“You didn’t know Dad,” I replied, pocketing the poster again.“He sounds like a riot.”
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
No one.I tried to not flinch away from the thought, but it stayed with me. Because loneliness was the kind of ghost that haunted you long after you were dead. It stood over your plot in the cemetery where a lone name sat carved in marble. It sat with your urn. It was the wind that carried your ashes when no one claimed your body.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
Carver cocked his head. “It would be nice to have you home. But don’t come home because you think you should. Come home because you want to.”I didn’t know exactly what I wanted.But it wasn’t what I had.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
“You know, most people don’t hike in flats.”I pulled myself ramrod straight—and almost blacked out. Ben gave a yelp, flinging his hands toward me, as I caught myself on a tree. I blinked the spots out of my eyes. “What were you gonna do, catch me?” I asked, annoyed.“It would’ve been rude not to try,” he replied.“Oh, well then, thank you for the attempt.”
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
Love wasn’t a whisper in the quiet night.It was a yelp into the void, screaming that you were here.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
He had a beautifully carved wooden birdcage in the passenger seat that he’d made himself, strapped in for safekeeping.I let out a low whistle when I saw it. “Is that mahogany?”He scoffed. “Hell no. It’s cherrywood. What do you think I am, made of money?”“You do have a steady high-paying job in tech and can take all of the vacation you want while working from home so, like, yeah, I do,” I replied.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
“Thank you,” I replied. “You’ve been really great.” And then I couldn’t help it—I laughed. “Oh, god—I just realized. Ben and been, get it? Your name? It’s a play on—I’m sorry, you’re trying to have a serious moment and I’m . . . a mess.” I scrubbed my face with my hands, mortified.“You’ve Ben waiting to make that joke, haven’t you?” he commented wryly.“I’ve Ben resisting, honestly.”
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
“What are you whispering?” Carver asked through a mouthful of pizza.Alice added, tongue in cheek, “Your ghost friend helping you out?”“No,” I rebuked.Carver agreed. “If she had a ghost friend helping, she wouldn’t be losing so badly.”Nicki slapped him on the arm. “Be nice!”“I am!”Ben bent down against my ear and said, the words a low rumble in his throat, “Annihilate them.”
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
I couldn’t believe that I was swooning over the bare minimum—decency.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
I took a deep breath because this was something I had to come to understand, too. That worth wasn’t dependent on someone else’s love for you, or your usefulness, or what you could do for them.
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
“No one else will ever see me.”“That means you’d be all mine.”
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valeriyatretyak
12 августа 2022
His mouth hovered beside my ear. “Romance isn’t a sprint, Florence. It’s a marathon. You start slow. With your blouse, one button at a time. You said I was meticulous, but I would show you just how meticulous I could be.” His fingers mimed undoing the buttons of my blouse. “For each button, I’d plant another kiss on your neck, your collarbone, and finally your perfect breasts . . .”“You really are a boob guy, aren’t you?”“They’re nice,” was his response.
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