I was thinking this, and my microwave broke.

Ok, this is a pure piece of Fantasy. If it becomes a book I will just call it Alvin.

There was a young woman who was betrothed to a man she did not love, I know that much sounds typical. That is her reason (not being a coward) for not ever telling Alvin that she loved him, although, she pretty much knew that he loved her though he would never dare to say such. Then, as fate had it, the day of her wedding He died, Wait, Who is he? Surely, you didn't kill the husband on his wedding, that would be too cruel! No, Alvin died of little to no consequence to anyone.

So, the impediment to her happiness was gone, hahaha, unless I brought Alvin back as a ghost or zombie! No, he is dead, though not really finished living. His dreams were so strong his will sort of survives still today. Cue the heroine of my story. She is a college girl named Rebecca Rose Bishop who attends Dartmouth College, she is a descendent of the original young woman.

The Story follows the life and happenings of Rebecca as followed curiously by Alvin, unbeknownst to our heroine.