-Benjamin-
“I want to see the memory,” I tell Mags.
She tightens her hold on me, shoving my head into her breasts. It’s not intentional this time. It’s what she’s been doing for two weeks now, though. She’s been holding me tightly and telling me it’s all going to be fine.
I went to talk to Andrew the night it happened. Things seemed ok. I thought I would be fine. I stayed outside the cabin with the spelled guard to make sure Andrew was safe. Then I went home and laid down to sleep, but I couldn’t. I had nightmare after nightmare of the many ways I came up with over the years that my boys died. I never knew what exactly happened, and I thought I never would.
Then Molly came back, and I realized just how much she had seen the day Jason died. I hadn’t paid enough attention to
