ADELAIDE PULLED UP to the mansion where I had lost my life. My gut went tight when I looked at the building, and I had trouble breathing. I clenched the dashboard and tried not to throw up as my whole body convulsed.
“Are you okay?” Adelaide pushed back the hair from my face.
I nodded through grimaced breaths. “It’s just . . . have you ever felt complete terror before?”
“Too often,” she said with a knowing sigh. I knew she was talking about Tommy, and I wondered for a moment if she was happy that he was gone or sad about it.
I caught my breath and steadied myself. “Wait here for me,” I said, getting out of the car.
“Be careful,” she replied. “That’s my daughter’s body you have there.”
I slammed the car door closed without responding. I couldn’t promise I would be safe. Last time I wa
