Chapter 9: The Promise
The room went still.
“There was a golden dog near the road,” the dark-haired boy said quietly. “It wasn’t him. We know that now. But from where we were, it looked close enough.”
The blond girl wiped her face.
“Angie just took off on her bike. She didn’t even slow down.”
I closed my eyes.
I could see it without wanting to.
My daughter leaning over the handlebars, heart racing ahead of her body, believing for one reckless second that life was finally giving something back.
The smallest girl whispered, “She pointed and cried, ‘It’s him,’ and then a truck came through the intersection…”
She couldn’t finish.
The boy with glasses spoke last.
“On the road, before she was gone, she grabbed my hand and said if we loved her at all, we had to keep looking for Benji… for you.”
I tightened my arms around Benji’s warm body. Continue Reading ⬇️
