Alex regretted it immediately.
"I think my tongue is melting." Dad huffed.
"I warned you." Logan teased.
"No, you encouraged me." Dad was practically fighting for his life at this point, but he wasn't going to let it show.
"I encouraged you to live."
"I nearly died."
"You survived."
"Barely."
I laughed so hard I had to stop walking, just for a couple of seconds, before continuing again. After what seemed like forever, we arrived at our second destination.
The bookstore was exactly where it had always been and the familiar scent of paper and ink greeted me the moment we stepped inside.
"Oh no," Logan muttered.
"What?"
"We've lost her." Alex nodded solemnly. "We have."
I ignored both of them as my fingers drifted across shelves packed with novels, history books and glossy ha
