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Chapter 2 The Impossible Vacation
f myself in bed. I looked exactly as I had just a few hours before. Every time I m
with my hands. The stack of photos sat on the kitchen table. They seemed to be daring me to look at them again. I told myself
looked at the beach photo. I called it "The Impossible Vacation." I was 100% sure it never happened. But th
was just a blurry light. But as I looked harder, the shape became clear. It was a hotel
ned my laptop. I searched for the name. I found it quickly
here. I didn't go there as a kid, or in college, or ever.
pictures were clear. There it was: the same boardwalk, the same sand, and the sam
d. There was no logical explanation. It did
forgotten birthdays. But an entire trip? How could I forget a whole week of my
ecords. I looked at my old text messages. I was looking for a hotel bi
here was a gap. In August 2018, there was an entire week with no photos. There were no tex
itten on the back of the beach photo. I dropped my phon
the photos? Maybe I was very stressed and just forgot? Maybe th
y wrist from a bike accident when I was twelve. I saw the tiny freckle near my neck. These de
back into the box and closed the lid. I pushed the box back into the corne
rk. I wrote reports and answered emails. I smiled at the people I worked with. On the outside, I
e and went back to the hotel website. I stared at the pic
couples. In the corner of the photo, I saw a man wearing sunglasses. It was my ex-b
the website sai
rt was racing. He was there too. H
like I couldn't breathe because the mystery was so heavy. By
me before he answered. His voice sounded ti
, "The beach. Myrtle Beach. Au
hen, he laughed. It was a mean, fak
The Seaview Inn. I found
m walking around his room, nervous. He
poke. "You are
ou are on the hotel website. You
very tight. He sounded like he was pani
he hu
ear. He was hiding something from me. He wasn't ju
oughts were spinning. If he knew the truth, he was keeping a secr
t the chance
ething stuck to the window. It was another Polaro
aking as I pulled
exact spot, pulling the curtains closed. I
he back said
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