CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
Oliver stared in disbelief at his parents. Teddy had the same messy hair as him. Maggie’s dark eyes were the exact same shade as his. He was a perfect combination of them both.
He looked over his shoulder at his friends. They were all staring in disbelief too.
If his friends could see them, then that must mean they were real. Not a vision or a dream. They were definitely really there. He’d not made them up.
Still, he needed to ask.
“Are you real?”
His mom and dad exchanged a loving look, then turned to face their son, tears glittering in their eyes, and nodded.
A surge of joy swept over Oliver.
Before he even had time to think he ran for them. They both opened up their arms and he fell into them, feeling his body enveloped in their warmth.
Now there was no deny
