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What did he mean by that?

“You’re like a fortune cookie, care to elaborate?”

“Nah, it’s more entertaining watching you figure it out for yourself.”

“Watching me figure what out?”

“You’ll see.”

“Jagger, I know you’re a guy of very few words, but with the words you do use, can they please make sense?”

“They will, eventually.”

“Again, with the cryptic messages.”

Skyler interrupted them, and I moved away from the door. Climbing out my window instead.

I sat on the roof for the rest of day, contemplating what was going to happen next.

Between my father and Harley, I had a lot on my mind, remembering the words I’d said to both of them the night prior.

I don’t know what I hated more…

That I’d hurt them.

Or, that it hurt me doing so.

27

JACKSON

Then: Almost sixteen years old

The more things changed, the more they stayed the same.

Over the last two and a half years, my life drastically took a turn mostly for the better but some things for the worse.

“Jackson! Are you weady? Wook at me! I wook so prewty!” Journey exclaimed, clumsily twirling for me in her white flower girl dress.

“You look just like a princess.”

She beamed with her precious smile. “Dis what I wanted!”

“You nailed it, baby sister.”

“I ain’t a baby no more. I treee and a haff.” She held up three fingers. “Dis many.”

I nodded. “Such a big girl.”

“See… I prewty and know everyting.”

“Just like me.”

She giggled, agreeing with me. “Will you dance wif me?”

“Of course.”

“Like dis?” She put her hands on her knees and got down low, just like Camila had taught her.

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