A hardcover version of The Unfinished Business, showing a night-time cityscape with lots of glowing windows. A girl looks out of one at three ghosts floating overhead
Maude took a hovering seat on a velvet armchair squished into an off-kilter corner. Escape-minded stuffing was mak- ing a break for it through the cat-clawed gashes on its arms.
“Well,” she began, “I’m in the business of unfinished business. I help ghosts deal with what’s keeping them here and then send them on their way. It’s simple. I’m a ghost because I have unfinished business. And The Unfinished Business is my unfinished business.”
Maude removed her squashed spectacles, flipped them
over, and put them back on. Her eyes took on their familiarly owlish countenance. “That’s where you come in. You’re the new me.”
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