Gina
The small town is abuzz with the news of Chad"s death. Rumors are flying like birds. Personally, I find the whole thing exciting. It feels like I am living in a movie, with life spiraling out of control in a way that is both frightening and thrilling. Everyone is on edge.
Chad’s funeral is the biggest in years. Maybe even the biggest this town has ever seen. The church pews are packed with mourners, every single one of them silent. The only sound is coming from across the room, where Pastor Carol is speaking into the microphone. Chad’s father’s face is red and ruddy, his mouth quivering as he asks the congregation to pray for his family. My father leans over, kisses my forehead and pats my shoulder. Sitting behind us, Mona looks on as she listens to the pastor speak.
When we step o
