Hey there. I’m Ruby, I am twenty-five years old. I have red dyed hair, blue contact lenses that make my eyes pop, and I’m five foot seven inches tall. But those are just the stats. There’s something else you should probably know: I’m dead. Don’t freak out, technically, I’m undead. *** Ruby Jones’ new undead life sucks! She has no rights and a crappy job at a zombie-hating newspaper. Things aren’t great. That is, until she meets Luke Walker. Luke, an unlucky in love, geeky twenty-seven-year-old with a love for Buddy Holly glasses, is not at all pro-zombie. But fear not: That was before a cooking-for-singles night threw him and Ruby together and changed everything. When the two collide, there are accidents and murder, laughs and superglue; all making for an interesting ride. Can a zombie find love? Ruby is in pursuit of her happy ever after; because everyone—even the undead—deserves one, right? Is it possible to say I love you, in pieces?