Meg Cabot - Remembrance

"One of the most important rules of mediation:
Never, ever underestimate a ghost."

The very soon-to-be Susannah de Silva is gleefully planning her wedding which much to her distress will take place next year. Thousands of light year from now. Till then, she has to find a paying job instead of fulfilling her duties in the administrative offices of her old high school Junípero Serra Mission Academy for free. That could be no other than Father Dominic who takes advantage of her being aware of the fact that she's in need of earning some of the practicum credits she needs to get her certification as a school counselor. In the meantime she needs to learn not to waste all of her money for the Swear Jar quickly.
Apparently she can't break away from her roots. But that's okay. She has a comfy house, she's engaged to her love of life and definitely has future prospects of helping to navigate the "gifted" mediator-souls on a challenging path where they have to deal with some handful Non-Compliant Deceased Person. She can't imagine life more explicit.

"I just wanted to find out where you are,” I said, “so I can drive to that location and then slowly dismember you, something I obviously should have done the day we met.”

Until Paul Slauter—off the record sociopathic sleazebag and a skunk—comes within sight. Not only is he a hideous mediator but an abominable human being, as well. Even if his "making ammends of what happened on graduation night" policy seems phoney, Suze falls in his masterful trap. According to an Egyptian curse the act of pulling down her house where Jesse had died previously stands the chance to unleash the evil in him and most likely will wreak havoc on everyone he cares about. A petite inconvenience of resurrection. Unless she agrees to a rendezvous, the Slaughter Industry will wipe the house off earth. This kind of declairation of Paul's affection doesn't really convince Suze the depth of his love. In retrospect, she should have to get rid of the scumbag till she'd got the chance.

Insurmountable odds against us

Loosing Jesse before they're wedded in holy marriage is out of question. After six years of standstill in their relationship she'd waited long enough for her honeymoon to push through. Not a sole spoiled-bankroller-brat would strike a death-blow to her happy-ever-after. She'd better find a way to stop him ASAP. On top of that, obliterating the past of his attempt to exorcise her one-and-only soulmate is quite a tough undertaking. Yet what could be possibly done? An elongated jail-time experience is bound to happen if she tells the alluring offer to her fiancé, since an overwhelmed protective Spanish macho man like Jesse wouldn't let his pristine foe overcome him. Let alone steal his well-deserved throphy for which he lived through the past of the 1800s and the present of 21th century levitating between afterlife and real life. Who else can tell the same thing about himself fighting for a girl so ardently? Seriously, no one can argue with that.

Presumably he'll beat the crap out of him first then he gets an orange suit and a matched private slot.

"When I got my hands on Lucia, however tragically she might have passed, I was going to kill her all over again."

All hell broke loose

If it's not enough, the soul of a sanguaniry cherub-faced little girl's after her fiercely protecting her friend Becca. Although the poor spirit came off badly having been the victim of corruption of the church, she is rather pain in the ass despite the fact that she's nothing but a poltergeist. Do not worry. Holy jurisdiction is to be served by none other than the godsend herald Suzannah Simon. With some kicks in the ass and a devout one-resolute fiancé by her side, she smooths the tameless waves of the hurricane in a conventional-badass-Suzie-style. The good old days...

"I don’t see why you won’t allow me to beat a confession out of the priest,” “It would be faster.”

Back on track

The big wedding is happening. At last! I was wondering if it would at all...Paul is out of the picture of the gleeful reunion for heaven's sake. I was at their reception if not psychically but spiritually for sure. Maybe Suzie added me to the spook gang who has no nothing to do there but anyway poke their nose into planetary business. And life can't be more explicit.

Jesse’s voice was a soothing elixir, whipped cream floating on rich steaming cocoa on a cold winter morning.

How I feel now

I'm over the moon.

Songs

Elton John - Someone Saved My Life Tonight —Suzannah's and Jesse's official song

Coldplay - Ghost story
https://youtu.be/9r1BSLyZFu4

Rating

5 out of 5 (What else? We have a long and abundant history.)