THE GRAVEYARD BOOK + Midnight in Paris. For fans of EVERLOST.
Twelve-year-old Oscar longs for a loving family. Instead, the young necromancer has a distant father, an overburdened aunt, and an endless sea of ghosts. When his insufferable Uncle George dies, Oscar and his BFF, a young ghost named Juan, travel to Paris—the hottest spot in after-death tourism—to find out where George has hidden his fortune. Without it, the already-delicate ties holding Oscar and his family together may finally break. Humor, scares, and emotion.
Uncle George was dead, and he wouldn’t shut up about it.
His ghost glitched and frizzed in the corner, floating like he was underwater, and the blue-painted walls in the kitchen seemed to wave with him. He raged. He cried. He bawled out commands that no one could hear.
Oscar heard plenty, but pretended he couldn’t, just like he always did.
When he was little, he didn’t know any better. But Oscar wasn’t going to let that happen again—people thinking something was wrong with him. Now that he was an ordinary, almost-thirteen-year-old boy with acceptable ordinary middle-school problems, he wasn’t going back to being tormented for saying he could see ghosts.
And Uncle George was the meanest of them all. Uncle George, who still liked making jokes and rude comments about it, and was doing just that a few moments ago, right before he died:
“Hey, Casper, how’s that sixth sense holding up? … You know, you’re lucky you weren’t put away. Lying about seeing ghosts, causing all sorts of trouble. If you’d been my son…”
Yeah, if I’d been your son, I would’ve strangled myself in the crib bars, Oscar thought.
Shut up, for once, Oscar thought.
Oh, why don’t you drop dead? Oscar thought.
And then, Uncle George did.