Authors: Lisa Schroeder
Tags: #Juvenile Fiction, #Social Issues, #Death & Dying, #Love & Romance, #Horror & Ghost Stories, #General
I heart you, You haunt me
Also by Lisa Schroeder
Far From You
This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Copyright © 2008 by Lisa Schroeder
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Manufactured in the United States of America First Simon Pulse edition January 2008
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Library of Congress Control Number 2007929118
I heart you
Y HEART OVERFLOWS WITH GRATITUDE FOR SO MANY PEOPLE!
Sara Crowe—thank you for your belief in this book from the beginning, and for saying different is good. You’re the best!
Michael del Rosario—what can I say except you are some kind of wonderful, and I so appreciate your enthusiasm.
Jayme Carter, Tanya Seale, and Meg O’Hair—thank you for your willingness to read Ava and Jackson’s story, and for your ideas, your suggestions, and most of all, your encouragement.
Lisa—thanks for creating my music to write by. You rock!
Mrs. Smith, my favorite English teacher—I’m forever grateful for all that I learned from you.
Margie and Dolores—thanks for being my biggest cheerleaders!
To my mom, my dad, my brother, and the Schroeders—your love and support mean the world to me.
Last but definitely not least, Scott, Sam, and Grant—I thank you from the bottom of my heart for letting me do that which I love to do, and loving me every step of the way. It wouldn’t mean anything if I didn’t have you.
A Way of Black
been to a funeral
dazzling arrangements of
red, yellow, and purple flowers
with long, green stems.
a stained-glass window with
a white dove,
a yellow sun,
a blue sky.
a gold cross,
And I see
Black is my favorite color.
Jackson asked me about it one time.
“Ava, why don’t you like pink?
“I love black,” I said.
“It suits me.”
“I suit you,” he said.
And then he kissed me.
I’m not so sure
I love black
beyond the flowers,
beneath the stained-glass window,
beside the cross,
the white casket.
red, burning love