Golden Box Book Publishing Three Ghosts in a Black Pumpkin | Page 35

Her long, black gown trailed behind her, and her long black hair flowed past her shoulders. “Yes, I’m back, but look at me now.” Wishbone sighed, gave an admiring glance to the young woman and thought: She still wears the turquoise headband I gave her. She didn’t forget me. And she still paints her nails black. He fought back the feelings of sadness and hopelessness that were creeping up on him. 35