Hundreds of figures danced around dozens of fires burning in the street, orange and blue flames leaping and laughing and throwing shadows. Again he felt the slightest twinge of something he thought he’d put aside forever, but again it didn’t last. Mom xxx Well, I don’t do things the nice way. Admit that you miss me.” She slid up to him and put a hand on his chest. “Why not admit that you miss it? “Where do you suppose ghosts go when they no longer haunt us?” said Stokes. Anne dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, though she did it out of habit rather than necessity, for of course she couldn’t cry either. Is that why you left me alone?” She pulled him closer.
