The Ghost Of Her Past

lebrate Matthew's scholarship. Our yard was filled with family and friends. Maria was there, beaming with pride as she watched Matthew

I sa

e side gate, uninvit

ve, her hair perfectly styled. Ryan had the same arrogant smirk I remembered from high school, wea

the party. Everyo

ispered, her hand

d, beautiful smi

on me, then on Matthew. Ryan follow

owd. "There's no easy way to say this. I'm alive. The accid

yes filling with tears. "And

d directly

e to take

jacket. "We know this is a lot to process, Andrew. We're p

was so blatant, so cruel, it

ched towards Matthew. "Come here, baby. It'

and scared, hid be

his time. It was the steady, cold beat of a drum counting d