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The Winds of Lake Tahoe Never Reach Me Chapter 10
From that day forward, the howling wind off Lake Tahoe became a nightmare that the three men could never outrun for the rest of their lives.Chester collapsed by the shoreline, cradling those few letters against his chest for what felt like an eternity.The thin stationery trembled violently in the gale, and his frame shook right along with it. Those few sheets of paper carried almost zero weight, yet they seemed to have crushed him inside.Milford sprinted along the water's edge like a lunatic, screaming my name into the empty sky. "Vicky! Come back! I was wrong! Hit me, curse me, anything... Just don't leave me!"He screamed until his vocal cords tore, his legs giving out as he crashed hard onto the rough gravel. Yet, he seemed numb to the pain; he simply knelt in the dirt, burying his face in his hands as a broken, agonizing sob tore out from his chest.He used to despise my tears more than anything. He had mocked me for being dramatic, accused me of weaponizing my suffering, a
The Winds of Lake Tahoe Never Reach Me Chapter 9
I finally reached Lake Tahoe.When I arrived, the dawn had not yet broken. I parked my car on the gravel shoulder, steadying myself against the frame of the door for a long time before I could manage to take a few faltering steps toward the water.The distance to the shoreline wasn't long, but my progress was agonizingly slow. With every step forward, the pain inside my chest flared brighter, and the copper tang of blood kept welling up in the back of my throat.Yet, despite it all, a profound sense of quiet joy washed over me. Because against all odds, I had made it at the age of 20.There was no cake, no candles, and no one to wish me a happy birthday. But I had Lake Tahoe—the place we had promised years ago we would visit together.I sank onto the cool shore, pulling the sheets of stationery from my bag. The wind off the water was fierce, making the paper whip and chatter against my fingers.I used my medicine bottle to weigh down one corner, lowered my head, and began to writ
The Winds of Lake Tahoe Never Reach Me Chapter 8
By the fourth day, the road ahead began to smear into an indistinct blur.Waves of suffocating darkness washed over my vision, and the pain in my stomach was brutal. I had to pull over to the shoulder, slumping against the steering wheel just to catch my breath.In the rearview mirror, low-hanging clouds pressed down against the horizon. I was almost there.I fished the medicine bottle from the console and shook it, but only two tablets rattled out. I was about to swallow them when the screech of tires braking violently echoed from behind.Before I could react, the driver's side door was wrenched open. A blast of cold air rushed into the cabin, and I looked up, dazed."Vicky!" Chester's voice cracked, shattering into a pitch of panic I had never heard before.Milford came rushing up right behind him, his eyes rimmed with a raw, ugly red. "Vicky, are you insane? Do you have any idea what you're doing? You know your body can't handle a drive like this!"Collin stood a few paces ba
The Winds of Lake Tahoe Never Reach Me Chapter 7
I was still traveling west, chasing the horizon.After three days on the road, I finally noticed how empty the passenger seat looked. I'd left those plush dolls behind in that apartment.When I first made the choice to leave, I fully intended to bring them along. But during the chaotic blur of my departure, I forgot.Or perhaps, in the deepest corners of my subconscious, I never wanted to carry them with me. Chester, Milford, and Collin had changed a long time ago.The ones I truly yearned to take with me were the ghosts of who they used to be. I wanted the big brother who would anchor himself to my bed just to wipe the cold sweat from my skin.I wanted the second brother who would secretly cry until his eyes were raw, yet still force a ridiculous face just to make me laugh.And I wanted the childhood sweetheart who would squeeze my hand, swearing that he would celebrate every single one of my birthdays right by my side.I continued to drive westward. The skyscrapers outside the
The Winds of Lake Tahoe Never Reach Me Chapter 6
Chester stood frozen in the entryway, entirely motionless.The three plush dolls just sat there on the sofa. Their stitching was crude, and the fabric was weathered, but their facial features had been crafted with meticulous care—especially the one designed in Chester's likeness.I had even stitched a tiny scrap of dark fabric onto its torso, mimicking the tailored suits he used to wear every day.Milford walked over, his hand trembling slightly as he nudged one of the figures. The doll toppled sideways onto the cushion, exposing a crumpled invoice that had been pinned beneath its weight.He bent down to retrieve it. The moment his eyes skimmed the paper, the color vanished from his face. The sheet was densely packed, covered line after line with the grim history of my medical treatments over the past few years.Chemotherapy, dialysis sessions, emergency room admissions, maximum-dosage painkillers...Collin stepped forward and yanked open the drawer of the coffee table. It was ch
The Winds of Lake Tahoe Never Reach Me Chapter 5
Days after I left, the three men took Lena to the mall to pick up her custom jewelry.As their car cruised down an avenue in the southern district, Collin's eyes suddenly caught something in the display window of an old pawn shop. Even though the vehicle had already cleared the storefront, he whipped his head around violently."Pull over!" he urgently called out.Chester slammed on the brakes and furrowed his brow. "What's wrong?"Not answering, Collin threw the door open, lunged out of the car, and ran straight into the shop. Chester and Milford exchanged a bewildered glance before following him inside.Behind the glass of the counter, my pendant rested in silence. Because a decade had passed, its golden sheen had grown dull and tarnished, and its edges bore a collection of shallow, faded scratches.But the three men recognized it instantly—the gift they had given me when I was ten. That was the very year my diagnosis was first confirmed, leaving me in such excruciating agony th
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