When Seamus O'Donnell returns to his Massachusetts hometown for Samhain, or Halloween as his neighbors like to call it, he has a bone to pick with someone.<br><br>At twenty-six, with a career on Wall Street, life was looking up for him until cancer attacked. Now, on that night when the veil is thin between the dead and those who aren't dead, feeling he has nothing to lose, Seamus summons up the one thing nobody wants to see.<br><br>To Seamus's surprise, he doesn't get an ugly skeleton in a dark robe, but rather something quite handsome. When it misunderstands something Seamus says in anger, the being makes Seamus a proposition he just can't refuse.

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“What the fuck are you doing?” Seamus


It stood there, stretched out its arms even


further, and then it closed its eyes. It stood there as if it were


absorbing something. Everything? What the fuck was it doing?


Seamus stared in fascination. It was as if


Seamus could feel it taking in life, taking in knowledge. Seamus


stared, mesmerized, and more than a little turned-on. After what


had to be at least two minutes, it opened its eyes.


“Your wish,” it said, in a voice that was


deep and somehow comforting, the voice of something big and strong,


yet something peaceful and calm. “I am granting your wish.”


“You’re going away?” Seamus asked, his voice


“That’s not what you wished for,” It said.


Seamus could feel himself harden at the


thought. He couldn’t help it. It was beautiful. It had been


“That’s not what I meant,” Seamus said. “I


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