"How have you been doing?" Reese asks curiously.
"I'm working on it," I sigh out, avoiding eye contact with the man who has become something like a friend to me.
"Be honest with me, Larkin. Please, I beg of you."
"I deserve it," I mutter, allowing a single tear to slip from my left eye.
"Why?" He asks, his voice a low whisper.
"Because it's my fault that he's dead," I reply, my voice at the samelow tone as his. "If I had just... If I had been on the phone with him forlonger, convinced him to take a cab, or driven him there myself, my dad wouldstill be here with me. Or... I should have driven him. Convinced him not to goout that night. There are so many things that I could have – should have –done. And now he's dead because of it."
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Chasing Rainbows
JugendliteraturLarkin Katherine Walker has lived a long, tragic life. At the age of twenty, the past five years have slipped by without her living them at all. So what is she going to do about it? After all, going after happiness is like chasing a fucking rainbow...
