There are moments when your entire life divides itself into two parts.
Before.
And after.
Finding out I had an older brother I couldn't remember...
That was one of those moments.
I stood on the clubhouse porch long after everyone else had gone inside. Dawn was
beginning to break over the trees, turning the gray sky into streaks of pale orange.
The world kept moving.
Birds still sang.
The wind still carried the scent of pine and rain.
It felt wrong.
How could everything look so normal when my entire past had just been rewritten?
Gabriel Mercer.
My brother.
A man I'd been told died in a motorcycle accident before I was old enough to
understand death.
Except now...
Nothing about his death made sense.
I heard the screen door creak behind me.
"You've been standing out here al
