The little girl was playing at the edge of the garden. She had decided, on this warm summer's afternoon, that she was going to be an archaeologist. Equipped with her beach bucket, a little plastic ... [+]
Erin Beckett wasn't scared of most things. She loved roller coasters, and she was the designated bug killer at home—even with three older brothers. When the offense of the other team came speeding toward her in the goal, she flexed her gloved hands and was ready for anything. All in all, Erin considered herself to be very brave.
But she did not mess around with ghosts. The "Great Beyond" was none of her business.
The only comforting thing about losing her best friend that spring was the thought that she was safely on the other side. Probably doing heavenly soccer drills, knowing Alan