Chapter 179

The air grew still, and I found myself frozen on the couch, my fingers tensing momentarily. “What?”

I thought I must have heard wrong.

But can memories be mistaken, too?

I remember during my senior year of high school, already overwhelmed by academic pressure, I’d fall asleep the moment I got into the car.

In my memory, Dad drove for what seemed like an eternity. I couldn’t recall where we were headed, only that I was in the car, lying across my mom’s lap, sleeping soundly.

“Turn the music down, Phoebe’s asleep,” my mom whispered, chastising Dad in a gentle

murmur.

“Ethan Langley and I are meeting at Prosperity Heights Bridge before heading over together.” Dad replied.

I couldn’t remember exactly what Dad said next, only that I felt a rush of excitement–someone was waiting for us.

“Is that Ethan’s car?” asked Mom.

make some noise, get more people involved in charity, and bring greater attention

“Boom!”

over, a deafening

nearly hurled me from my seat.

“Phoebe…”

tight embrace, sheltering me in her arms. Her blood mingling with

“Phoebe…”

“Survive…”

“Phoebe… Phoebe!”

is blank. The crash left me dazed; time seemed to stand still, and I couldn’t tell how

by my side, with him calling out my

of someone–someone who dashed

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the car to save my

slowly, that silhouette merged with Dexter in

my memories

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