RIO
I needed to see Liam and figure this all out. I didn’t understand what was going on, but more alarming, I didn’t like that this creepy voice in my head was more perceptive than I was.
I am not an expert on mental illnesses, but I am pretty sure the voices in your head aren’t supposed to be psychics. You also should never listen to them, yet I did listen to her, and she was correct about Liam lying.
Maybe I wasn’t going crazy, but one of my brain lobe things opened, and now I am psychic?
I found myself slumped, leaning against the wall of the entrance to the house. I was swinging the keys wildly in my hand as I thought about the odds of grief and mourning breaking something within, something that you cannot detect in electronics.
What if I were becoming a superhero?
My eyes lit u
