“When I get better, the first thing I’m going to do is perform in this bar.” “I’m going to do that,” Gabby smirked, eyeing the stage as we walked past a bar. Where did that come from? Why did I feel like crying? The band was setting up onstage, and I choked on tears that were fighting to pour out. So many memories came rushing back to me from just standing inside the bar.

What I hadn’t expected were the emotions when I stepped inside. Beautiful Eyes had told me from the beginning. The doorman looked at me, checked my ID, and put a big, ugly black stamp on my hand-an instant sign that I was underage and shouldn’t be allowed to have a drink or five. I could do that-even if I really didn’t want to-if it meant a letter from my sister. Glancing at my bucket list, I read the one that I was hoping to accomplish that night. I pursed my lips together and blew out a small bit of air toward the flying object. It floated up, up, up and away, allowing the wind to guide its patterns of travel. I watched as one of the smokers joked with his friends and untied one of the balloons, releasing it into the hot air. $2 beer.’ Blue and purple balloons were tied to the sign. On a chalkboard sign sitting near the door read the words, ‘Live Music. I pulled over to the curb, put the car in park, and hopped out. I wondered if they knew how much the people left behind would kill for their sounds one last time.Īs I drove down Main Street, I saw that there were a bunch of smokers hanging around outside a bar. It’s just…weird.” I stared at the empty seat and bit my bottom lip.īecause when people died, they took their voices with them. Can you believe that Hailey calls Henry Dad?” I muttered to my invisible sister.

Over the past few weeks, it hadn’t been uncommon for me to sit and talk to her as if she really were there, to try and imagine what she would say, how she would comfort me. I glanced over to the passenger’s seat, and for a split moment, I could have sworn I saw Gabby sitting there singing along with me.

In Hailey’s car, I listened to the music blaring from the CD player. And Ashlyn?” Her voice heightened as she reached for her bottle of facial lotion and started to apply it to her skin.

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