By T. M. Wright
A photographer borrows his friend's long island condominium and is brought to Manhattan's spectral underworld via a gorgeous girl ghost, with whom he falls in love. Reissue. motion picture tie-in.
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Right on West 44th Street, in front of a dozen people. There was no motive; no money was taken. " She shook her head quickly, as if in anger and disbelief. " I had no idea what to say. "Right out there on West 44th Street, huh? " She waved backward at me in agitation. "No, Abner, I'm sorry; forget it. Please. Forget it. I loved him-I loved my brother; we were close, we were always very close. I'm sorry. " She turned around, stood behind her desk chair with her hands on the top of it. "Give us a big, pretty book, Abner.
I asked. She continued coughing for a few seconds, then held her hand up and dabbed at her mouth with a white lace handkerchief that she withdrew from the breast pocket of her dress. "Your mother is dead, isn't she, Mr. " I said nothing for a few moments. I had always prided myself on being able to read people and situations. I liked to believe that I had all the bases covered and that no one could tell me something I didn't know or come across with an insight I didn't believe them capable of.
I had a briefcase on my lap, with some samples of my work in it. I opened it, took out some color shots I'd taken in the Adirondack Mountains two summers before, handed them across the desk. She glanced at them, handed them back. "I've seen your work, Abner. " "Oh," I said, and put the photographs away, the briefcase on the floor. "We want a big book, Abner," she said. She took the tiny red rose from her lapel, began fingering it as she talked, her gaze going to it occasionally. "We're not going to be using a lot of text, a few lines per photograph-most people don't read anyway-and I'd like you to do a good amount of black and white.