I wish I didn’t have to go. I wish I didn’t have to move away and start over. I wish that when we met I would have went with my gut feeling. I wish I would have tried harder to stop him. I wish I was the reason that they were safe, and okay. I wish that my mind wasn’t filled with painful memories that I would give to just about anyone else. I wish I was on a beach somewhere, playing in the sand wi...

“I think someone’s following me.”

“What?” Was what I said to his ridiculous assumption that someone had the time and energy to follow him around. “Someone’s following you?” He nodded fast to my sarcastic tone as he was saying “Yes! Really!” “You can’t even get a girlfriend! Why the hell would someone stalk you?”

“I’ve been getting a lot of weird messages and I hear things.”

“What do you hear?...