"Every day of twenty-four years of my life, all I see is these walls," Adam went on. "I'm tired of it. I don't want to die here. I want to die with a smile on my face and my feet up. I want to be happy going down."
My heart sank.
I wasn't ready yet. He wasn't ready yet. Kate wasn't ready yet.
"What if you can get a little more time to enjoy life?" a voice that sounded like my own asked.
Kate sat up. "What do you mean?"
"What if you get the opportunity to go to the carnival and meet the supermarket girl?" I went on.
"Her name is Michelle," Adam answered.
"He would accept it," Kate said to my question. "Is it possiblee?"
My eyes strayed to the bottle in my lap.
This morning when I received the call, without thinking I went straight to my mother's office.
