Chapter 10: Lottie
Uncle Ray had kept the photos all these years in old boxes.
There we were in 2006.
Laughing near the punch bowl.
Standing on the dance floor.
Smiling outside her house.
Me, looking stunned to be happy.
Charlotte, looking like kindness had always come naturally to her.
She lifted a shaking hand to her mouth.
“Oh my God. What is this?”
I looked at her and said the name I had never stopped remembering.
“Lottie.”
Her head snapped toward me.
“T-Tyler?”
She sank onto the couch and burst into tears.
I crossed the room and crouched in front of her.
“Hey,” I said softly. “It’s okay.”
“I didn’t know,” she kept saying. “I swear I didn’t know it was you.”
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