The Life and Deaths of Crispin Lacey

by Barbara Bretana

My mom and I ran from my abusive father. On a bus. It crashed into a semi-truck. Everyone died. Including me. But, I didn't stay dead. I met a kid named Crispin. Crispin Lacey and he had been murdered in 1834. reborn and murdered again and again until it was my turn. When I came back, I had to help him break the cycle of our murders in my time so it didn't happen anymore.