The Afterlife of Holly Chase

So I walked. I walked and walked and walked. Alone. I was always alone. I was always going to be alone, I realized. Not going anywhere anytime soon. Stuck, forever. Lost. I could see them, right there in front of me—the people and places and things that other people saw. But I couldn't touch their world. I couldn't be a real part of it. I was just a ghost.

— A fun YA retelling of A Christmas Carol