Chapter 53

LYDIA

We arrived in Austin as fast as we could and while I sat with my mother waiting for Connor to bring the coffee, I couldn’t help but feel like somehow this was my fault.

It was an accident my mother said but, in my heart, something told me it wasn’t.

Sure the old pickup Harrison Hayden had seen better days but I had watched him drive the same truck all my life. It was the same truck he drove me to high school with, the same truck he drove to the market with and never in those countless times had he had an accident or the brakes giving up.

But now when Connor and I had enemies lurking all around us, it just happened that my father’s truck had brakes that weren’t working.

Impossible.

“He’s going to be okay. I know he will”

My mother said holding to my hands with a vise grip.

She was trying to convince herself by assuring me that Harrison was a fighter and I didn’t know what to say…

If my father died, God the thought of his death felt like me getting impaled by a blunt dagger.

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