CHAPTER-11"Where did you get this?" I asked Carol who was still smiling in triumph for proving to me that she saw me earlier.
"She gave it to me." She pointed at the picture of Mitchell who was standing in the middle of both of us. I looked at her in disbelief. How could this be possible? Did Mitchell come here when she was alive? Even if she did, why did she give this girl our photo? Was she even telling the truth?
I sat on Carol's bed holding the picture. She took a seat beside me unaware of the thoughts going on in my mind. I finally decided to ask the girl. That was the only thing to do other than bashing my head against the wall.
"Where did you meet her?" I asked, anxious about what might her answer be. These days I was finding things I wouldn't have guessed a month ago. I made mys
