Don’t lose sight of the end goal. Love on the rocks. The future of a relationship will be endangered if you can’t let go of old hurts. Sasha regained consciousness slowly. She held herself still against the pain she knew would strike again. “Are you going to just lie there? Because we do not have eternity.” Sasha’s eyes flew open at the rich, accented voice and she saw…feet. Translucent feet that belonged to an equally see-through, uniformed woman. Sasha frowned. At least, she thought the high-necked unitard was utilitarian enough to be a uniform. Easing herself up was surprisingly painless and she cast her gaze beyond her greeter to the ghostly crowd watching her. She sighed and spoke out loud, testing her abilities. “Well, damn. I’d kind of hoped I’d live through that.” Standing, Sasha nodded a polite hello at the crowd and brought her hand up to inspect her own ghostliness. Sure enough, her form lacked its usual solidity. “My horoscope was looking up until this mess.”
