“What song do you want to play?” Matthew asked.
“Let’s play Angel” Maggie suggested adjusting her guitar strap.
Matthew’s deep voice began to resonate. “Angel came down from heaven yesterday; she stayed with me long enough to rescue me…”
I stared at Gabe, he turned toward me and our eyes locked. It hit me all at once. Those are the eyes that I saw at the end of every dream about the accident. Those are the eyes that were there during the crash.
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