#Chapter129
PHOENIX
My mind goes back to the lunch I spent with my family. I can’t help but think about how Samantha’s dad died. What if? My stomach twists, and the longer I think about it, the more I feel I want to throw up.
/"Penny for the thoughts?/"
I look at her who’s lying in my arms after our wall-banging. I break into a grin. /"Just thinking about the wall that almost collapsed. It actually shook./" She giggles. /"And that’s what you’re thinking all this time?/"
I push the thought back into my head. /"What else would I thought about, princess?/"
I really don’t want to lie to her about what is bothering me because I hate being lied to, as well, but that night accident keeps flashing back to me. I still remember the face of that man when the EMT tried to take him out of the wrecked car.
/"I don’t wanna go back home yet, but I have classes and I have to attend them to graduate,/" she says while tracing her fingers on my chest.
