Chapter 29
ShannonI struggled through Laura’s service, contemplating the finality of death for someone so young. The inexplicable death brought me back to the close calls in my own life—a bad car wreck when I’d been drunk or an emergency room visit when I’d taken too many pills. Those narrow escapes should have been more sobering at the time than they were.
Feeling the weight of loss, I sipped my club soda with lemon and stood in Lindsay’s kitchen. All the people who used to tear up the town with me milled around inside and in the yard. It hadn’t quite been two years since I’d been around them all, but it felt like a decade. The stumbling, blurry-eyed crowd were now strangers.
“Come on, Shannon. This is a party. It’s what Laura wanted.”
Amber Grant, one of Laura’s best friends, walked
