blurb from my novel: a vampire wife and her ghost husband
Martha’s brown eyes went wide as she looked over the almost glowing face of Milo. He didn’t look like he did when she last saw him. Instead of wrinkled, with thinning grey hair, and dull eyes. He looked the way he did when they met. His hair thick and light brown, freckles over his face, skin tanned, and eyes clear and hazel. Martha gasped as she watched him reach out to touch her, she tensed. And then relaxed as he brushed her dark hair from her face and rubbed a thumb over her cheek. Somehow, his hand still felt warm against her fair skin.
Martha realized how dumb she must have looked, just gawking at the ghost of her husband. Quickly she cleared her throat and adjusted her round glasses. Trying to think of something intelligent to say. But instead all that she managed to squawk out was “Milo! Wh-What are you- H-How did you? What?” she asked, shaking her head and closing her eyes.
Milo chuckled and turned her head by her chin to get her to look at him “Don’t you remember?” he asked, tilting his head, “Death cannot stop true love, only delay it for a little while.” he replied.