Cursed or Blessed
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I looked at Mr. Evans and could have sworn I was looking at Tyler, but I knew that wasn’t possible. I glanced over at Tyler’s casket, and the first thing I noticed was a football with signatures all over it looked like he was dressed in a blue and black plaid button-down shirt and a pair of dark jeans. Again, I couldn’t get any closer to the casket.
“Thank you for helping find who did this to Tyler and Alexina,” Mr. Evans said, his voice shaky. “We should get back to talking to people, but we didn’t want to miss telling you thank you.”
Braedon wrapped his arm around me while I stood there, speechless by what just happened with our friends’ parents. I was expecting them to blame me and want to see me on trial for their deaths. I wasn’t prepared for them being grateful. Sophie and Kurt walked over and we stood there in a group hug for a few minutes, whispering amongst ourselves.
After about 30 minutes, I was ready to go home. I was grateful their families didn’t blame me for what happened but seeing my friends like that intensified the guilt, I was already feeling.
Braedon, Kurt, and I hugged Sophie goodbye at the back entrance where we came in.
Braedon lifted my hand to his mouth. The warmth of his breath sent an electric pulse through my entire body. For the first in a long time, I had hope that everything was going to be okay. Hope for a somewhat normal life. Friends who cared about me, and a community where most people would be willing to accept me and my visions. I wouldn’t have to hide anything about myself anymore. No more looking over my shoulder in fear someone would find out about the secret I tried to keep hidden from those around me.