38 Mackenzie
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I WAITED FOR ABOUT thirty minutes and then texted Chase when he didn’t show. He didn’t respond. Concerned, I tried calling him, but he didn’t pick up, so I left him a message.
“I’m worried about you. Call me.”
Thirty minutes later, after pacing back and forth and being worried sick, I hopped into my truck and went to go find him. Something in my gut told me that he was in trouble. With the weather the way it was, and him not answering, it reminded me of the night when my parents were killed.
Please be okay. Please be okay.
I slowly headed toward his place, conscious of how slippery the roads were. About ten miles up, I saw the flashing lights of several emergency vehicles. Immediately, I started to panic.
Please, God, no!
As I grew closer, my worst nightmare b
