"Hannah!?" Julie just about had a heart attack on the spot.
The werewolf had been lost in thought as the gas flowed from the pump into the tank of her truck, wondering just how was she going to find Devon? He'd left no forwarding address, and the world was a big place.
So the last thing she'd expected was to be dropped in on by the ghost of one of her best friends. A ghost that was looking remarkably solid, just like Mallory had told her. It reminded her that she'd meant to put flowers on Hannah's grave before she left, but had been in such a hurry she'd forgotten.
"Oh I've missed you!" She threw her arms around the ghost and hugged, hoping that she wouldn't be going through thin air.