CHAPTER 30
NATALIA
The next few hours passed me by in a whirlwind. Like a robot, I followed Aunt Faith to her car and drove to her house. I waited for Jen, Mark and Lucas to return from Agric. My ears heard Aunt Faith’s whispered explanation about losing my friend today. I felt Lucas’ hand on my back and Jen’s whispered words of condolences. They wanted to know the name of my friend. How I’d known him. If I was okay.
I wasn’t. I wasn’t okay. I felt like I was moving in a dream. Bryce couldn’t really be dead. I would awaken from this nightmare any time now.
Anytime.
My feet moved woodenly when Aunt Faith dropped us at the terminal that evening. She’d convinced Mark that I should cut the weekend early and head home. We boarded the boat and while Jen and Lucas chatted around me, I stared
