The Dancer and The Grey White Ink Ghost oleh Faun Webster

All Jesse ever wanted to do was dance. South Florida was worlds away from the mountainous land from which she came. The beaches shimmered with gold—gold which the devil worked hard and fast to gather every night. He sprinkled just enough over his pitch-black playground to create his very own goldmine. After all, who wouldn't navigate through a little hell with that promise of heaven?