Ghost Boy: Nighty-night, Robot Girl.
Robot Girl: Nighty-night.
Ghost Boy is a liar, liar liar liar, I thought drowsily as I drifted off to sleep. He does too want a friend. Even if she is a little stiff. That night I dreamed of bridges made of diamonds.
Robot Girl isn’t her name. Robot Girl is the name she uses for the radio. Her real name is Beatrice. Ghost Boy isn’t his name. Ghost Boy is the name he uses for the radio. His real name is Jonah.
Both are fairly odd.
Stuck together because of the alphabet- “Szabo” and “Tate”, at first they don’t like each other. Bea thinks he’s weird (which he is), and… we don’t know what he thinks. He says he doesn’t want a friend. But then he tells her- or, “Future Beatrice” tells her- of the Night Lights. A radio station that plays at, and a bit before, midnight.
This is their first connection.
Over time, they develop love. Not romance love, but love of friendship. They are connected by secrets, and the radio, by their need for each other.
I sometimes wonder whether radio geeks have some kind of symbol tattooed on their foreheads, or antennae growing out of their skulls, invisible to everyone except other radio geeks. they seem to find one another with shocking ease.
I really really enjoyed this book. It was funny at all the right bits (right after a truly emotional part), and it was definitely a thought provoking book. The characters were fantastic, and I truly became attached to them. The plot was, as far as I’ve read, unique, and the different dilemmas, while they definitely seemed surreal, were convincing enough to keep me reading. The ending is very bittersweet, and it made me cry. Overall, I’m going to give this book five stars.
“I think ghostliness is a good quality. I pretend I’m dead all the time.”
“What?” He stopped rummaging through his locker to look at me full in the face at last.
“It helps me go to sleep.”