A second chance at sunrise
sunlight streaming through the window. She blinked, dis
ed into gear. The wedding!
nd she sat up with a jolt.
s events. Vague memories of drinking and laughter swirled in
epened. This wasn't her hotel room... or wa
dal wave, recogniti
om, in her parents' hous
spent countless nights drea
Jake had once sat on he
to be at the hotel for Rachel's wedding. How
ow she got there, confusion clouding her
eep?" her mom called out
er mom's youthful appearance. "Mom?"
Don't think you can flatter me
er mom looked decades y
in. "I'm supposed to be at her wedding. I was
u saying, Lexi? Get up and get ready for school
he repeated, her voice laced with incr
gument. "Lexi, stop this nonsense. You'
spun out of c
e you saying? This has to be some kind of joke. I'
g Lexi's words. "You're not skippi
ned and left the room,
bed, her mind reeling, an
staring back
ar old self sta
gray strands; the smooth skin, n
tried to recall the events le
ke leave Rachel's party, t
ter that was
ppened?" Lexi whi
how traveled
nd of dream or p
hildhood home. The aroma of freshly baked breakfast, brewing coffee,
le, while her dad sat engrossed in the
he took in the scene. She had never a
m, embracing her tightly. Then, she turne
rprise etched on her face. Lexi had been a rebel
Lexi said, her voice trembli
glance. "We love you too, h
ining breakfast. "Hurry on, or you'll be
, Lexi stepped out into t
or her, looking effortlessly cool in a tank top a
ng to miss school," R
ds her, embracing h
urprise. "What's with you
s was her best friend, her co
ready," Rachel pleaded, tryi
sed her grip, holding
to see you," Lexi said
s here for you, Lex. Now, come on! We do
the fifteen minute walk to school, Lexi's voice carried
ng to capture the moment, to remember
d. "What do you mean?
a etched on her face. "I meant I
n deepened. "What
ng onto Rachel's. She stopped abrup
aid, her voice barely above a whisper,
om curiosity to amusement. "Did yo
hint of a smile playing
laced by genuine concern
Lexi hesitated, her eyes se
e barely above a whisper. "I think I'm from
ion etched on her face. "What
w. "I am thirty-five, an
rmed to nostalgia. "We've a
tually live there. We are thirty-five, an
led with amusement,
esterday, and I passed out. When
and for a moment, Rachel si
hel's lips. " Now is not time for y
ed their walk to schoo
called after her, desperat
over her shoulder. "Ma
r understanding, but R
to Rachel. "Why won't you believe me, Chel?"
use you sound silly. It was al
reeping in. "Fine, don't believe m
exi, warm and reassuring. She took
are," Rachel teased, "yo
laced by a smile. For a moment,
at maybe, just maybe, having Rachel by her si
ingered: Was this