Why My Late Father Warned Me In A Dream About What I Was Wearing

to collapse and swallow her whole.

“He’s all yours,” I said. “Good luck. You’re going to need it.”

Then I walked back inside, Jenna materializing at my side immediately like she’d been waiting for this exact moment.

“My bag’s already in my van,” I said quietly. “Everything else here is his anyway.”

“I’m coming with you,” she said firmly.

Derek followed continue reading …