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Summary

I can't believe I'm in the wrong body—again!

Apparently, this freaky phenomenon of stepping into someone's life—and their body—has a name: Temp Lifer. And when my dead grandmother heaped on the praise for a job well done last time, I sort of let it happen again. (Grrr... thanks, Grammy.)

So now I'm hungover and gazing in the mirror at . . . my boyfriend's older sister, who is getting ready to go wild on spring break—while being pursued by a psycho stalker and a Dark Lifer. Help!

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