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   > TITLE: The Great Baseball Prodigy of Caribou Cove   
   > AUTHOR: Susanna Starz   
   [...]   
   > William Van de Kamp couldn't say when the ghosts had appeared   
   > in his life; their arrival predated his earliest memory. For   
   > a while, when he was three, he had a distinct memory of being   
   > followed by a dark haired man who had watched him with intense   
   > interest. Whether William was with his parents or playing alone   
   > in his bedroom, the man was always standing in the shadows,   
   > staring.   
   >   
   > He had mentioned him once to his parents, who had laughed and   
   > brushed it off. His mother had swatted his father and told him   
   > to stop letting William watch so many monster movies on TV.   
   > When he'd insisted, his mother had bent down to his level and,   
   > in a soft voice, told him that maybe he had a guardian angel.   
   >   
   > The man, in his leather jacket, did not look like any angel   
   > William had seen pictures of. For one thing, he lacked wings   
   > and a golden halo, and the scowl on his face always seemed   
   > vaguely menacing.   
      
   /pam pauses in reading to say .../   
      
   Ghost!Krycek!  I love Ghost!Krycek!  :-D   
      
   /pam resumes reading/   
      
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