CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Atom shot a glance at Maia. She was doing an incredible job of hiding how she was really feeling, and none of their friends had picked up on her sadness. Yesterday had been traumatic. They talked for hours, Maia going over everything, doubting her own mind about what Luka had been wearing that terrible day.
It had upset her to think she had misplaced memories of her daughter. “I was so sure. In my mind I’ve had this picture in my head for five years about what she was wearing the very last time I saw her. To think I was wrong makes me want to scream, Atom.”
“Maybe you weren’t wrong?” Atom had stroked her hair but Maia, too agitated to be comforted, stood up, walking away from him, pacing the room.
“Then how is it here? How?”
Atom gave her a moment before speaking agai
