“I can"t believe Dr. Jonah West died. When I read that press release on the library computer last night, I freaked out.” Brianna slurped coffee and swallowed a spoonful of cereal across from Shanelle at the dining room table.
“I"m so sorry I didn"t pick up when you called last night,” replied Shanelle. “Study group was intense. Everyone"s worried about a pop quiz this week.”
“It"s okay. I"m still trying to decide what to do. What if he"s my father? I have a right to know.” The whole situation, all the situations, were becoming too much to handle.
“Wait, Bree. You reminded me of our trip here last June when that car accident happened. Could he have been the driver looking at you?”
Brianna replayed in her mind as much as she remembered from that afternoon. Her heart began beating more qu
