Granting One Last Wish
“July 13th, Abby baby. Mine is on July 10. I’m three days older than Seb.”
I press in 0713. Wrong. I feel hopeless.
“Try 1119,” Trix tells me.
“1119?”I ask.
She rolls her eyes “It’s your name, Silly.”
“Oh, okay.” Then I press, it opens.
I laugh out loud. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” I Flip the light open, and Seb is not here.
Please, Sebastian, be here. I mentally pray.
“He’s not here, Abbygail.” Patrick sounds irritated and hopeless.
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