#Chapter604A beginning and an endingPresleyMy parents set up a party and invited family and Eliza to it. They did a joint party for Eliza and me. Grandpa helped with the food while Nana supplied the desserts. I helped my brothers set everything up, then my phone rang.I answered it, talked to the
#Chapter605LegaciesLexIt’s said all families have legacies. Our legacies were infamous. Everyone knew us, including generations. Grammy Gray left one hell of a legacy to us.Brody pulled up to the site. Piper and I got out of the police car.“Presley!” I shouted, searching for our boy.“Presley!”
I sat there and listened.“What can you say about loss? You can’t. When someone passes, you mourn the person. Grief consumes you, and it takes people who love you to pull you from the devastation and heartbreak. Grief is the storm of life, and love is the rainbow after the storm. Death is not the en
#Chapter606ChangesPresleyIt’s been a few days since Eliza’s funeral. I kept my distance from people. I’m returning to school and working at the station that we trained as paramedics. The chief hates me, so it doesn’t matter.I came downstairs to get some water.“Hey, we were thinking about gettin
We packed for school. I made sure I had everything I needed. Pops knocked on my bedroom door. I glanced at him and looked at my stuff.“Do you have everything?” Pops asked.“Yeah, I double-checked,” I answered.“The rental house’s set and ready for you and your brothers,” Pops mentioned.“Yeah, I’ll
We loaded the cars, and I got in the backseat with Pax. Shaun and the girls rode with Parker. Ma and Pops said goodbye, and Payton pulled out of the driveway. I sat there, not saying a word while my brothers talked.“Anyone hungry?” Payton asked on our way to school.“I can go for a bite,” Patton an
#Chapter607Starting overPresleyAfter I picked up my schedule and books, I reported to the station. I hoped I got assigned to a different station. One, because Eliza trained here, and two, Chief Hayes hates me.I made my way to his office and knocked on the door. The chief looked up from his desk.
“Why?” Pax asked.“Because the guy hates me and wants to see me fail,” I answered, taking the coffee.“Or your superior expects more from you,” Britt suggested.“Nope, he hates me,” I said, sipping my coffee, then leaving.“Can you hate a ghost?” Pax asked Britt.“I’m not sure, but it’s a possibilit