Hope is a waking dream.' I let the words echo in my head. The quote reminded me of that feeling you get when you start to wake from a dream you don't want to leave. That crushing sensation in the center of your chest, like you are losing an important piece of yourself you won't ever get back.
Jennifer RushPumpkin?” He nodded at the cookies.
“Of course.”
“Anna Banana, I love you.
Stichwörter: cas
You lost your shirt, Sam?”
“Anna was looking over the tattoo.”
“Yeah.” Nick grunted. “It looked like it.
You seem like a strong-minded young woman. You’re very beautiful, too. I would have been proud to call you my daughter.
Jennifer RushI pulled away. He stopped me with a hand on my wrist. “Wait,” he said. “I know what you’re thinking.”
“What?”
“It’s written all over your face.” He pushed a lock of hair out of my eyes. “I’m not going anywhere.
What color would you use?
Jennifer RushCas whistled. “You are a sight for sore eyes, Anna Banana.
Jennifer RushStichwörter: cas
I smiled. “You trust me more than Cas?”
“Cas would choose a case of beer over me.”
My laughter echoed through the cemetery. “That’s not true!” I brushed the hair from my face. “The others have your back.”
“Yet you were the one who saved my life.
We’re here to see Connor,” Dad said.
The woman nodded and hit a button on the control panel. “You’re set to go down.”
“Thank you, Marshie,” Dad said. He motioned us over to a door beneath the staircase.
Nick leaned in. “ ‘You’re set to go down’?” he echoed. “That’s comforting.
Stichwörter: nick
I think he’s delirious,” Cas said.
“Don’t die on me,” I ordered.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he said right before he passed out.
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