What if your best friend was a ghost? This is 9 year old Ginny's problem when her family moves into a new house in a remote, rural neighbourhood. They claim not to see the sunny faced child who seemed to be their daughter's daily playmate. Why do they call him 'imaginary' when he's as real as anyone to her? Nevermind that the child is always alone, dressed in the same clothes, despite the summer heat, appearing to come and go at will. Despite the difference in their ages, Ginny confides in him. There are strange things happening. Doors slam on their own as she walks past, and footsteps follow her down an empty hallway. Had they moved into a haunted house? In confusion, Ginny looks for answers but the message is universally the same: grow up and stop being dramatic. Stuff like that doesn't happen to people like us. So what was going on? And why does Bobby's portrait hang on the neighbour's wall? "It's not possible," her mother said. "That boy died, months ago. It was a horrible accident." Her mind shrank away. It wasn't true. She just saw him yesterday. He wasn't dead. Everyone knows ghosts aren't real.