"F*ck," she muttered once again. "Please tell me I'm seeing things. Or should I say, imagining things." She picked the old yearbook back up and passed it to her aunt and uncle to see if they picked out the same thing she did.
They both looked at her in concern as her face was now extremely pale, and her hands were trembling. "What's wrong?" they voiced in unison.
"Just look at the group photos. Tell me if anything looks out of place to you." Cordelia's voice shook as she made the request.
Sean and Callie took the time to examine each of the photos closely, a faint smile on their faces as the photos evoked memories of their high school days, and the fun their group of eight had shared. The smiles faded abruptly when Callie stabbed a finger at the photo that had shocked Cordelia.
"Oh my
