Shattered Part I (Completed)

1.

Ding,

The iPhone 11 sitting on the table next to me goes off and I look over at it. There's a message from a girl I went to high school with. Clicking on the message I'm directed to the Facebook page of the reunion.

It's been ten years since I graduated from Milford High School, in Lake Harbour. Which is a small town just outside of Savannah, Georgia? The population here is just over a thousand and we're a close community.

If someone was to go missing in this town people would notice. Which is why there has never been a missing person case open in this time. We often get drifters coming through, but that's about it.

Turning my attention back to the phone I read the invite.

Hey, Y'all.
Are invited to attend the ten-year reunion at Club 21. There will be assorted food and drinks on offer at the event. I'm looking forward to seeing y'all at the reunion. RSVP before the 22nd of June 2020.

Regards

Mischa Coleman

My finger hovers over the decline button as I don't really want to attend an event that everyone's going to. They're only coming to town for the reunion and heading back the next day or Monday, depending on if they get the day off from work.

I see the list of people that have accepted and click on it.

It'll make my decision easier if I know who's coming. If he's going to be there then I'll be there too.

Going through the list I see Austin's name and click on his response.

Austin Wilde: I can't wait to see y'all and find out what's been going on with your lives. I hope you've all had a great ten years.

A few people have responded to him, telling him they were excited to see him as well.

Hopefully, I can see him after all this time. I want him to see how much I've grown since the last time we saw each other.

There's a light tap on the door and I spin the chair around facing the entryway. "Come in."

The door opens and Mom drags her right foot across the ground as she enters the room. "Sweetheart, I need to go to my appointment. I'm not feeling that well and was hoping that you'd take me to it."

Closing the computer I look at the beautiful woman in front of me. She has dark hair and blue eyes that look like mine. Her clothes are hanging loosely off her frame. Her face is a bit white today.

Smiling at her I say. "You don't have to ask me to take you to the appointment. Besides, since when do I allow you to handle this on your own?"

"Since you started working for your father. You keep yourself hidden in here finishing off the tax paperwork. He should be doing that. It's his business, not yours." She leans against the wall and then holds it again and she drags her foot again.

I was drinking with my friends at the graduation party when I got a text. Opening it I see it's from my sister, Chloe.

Chloe: You need to get to St. Louis hospital. Mom had a stroke and we don't know if she's going to survive.

Me: I'm heading over there now.

Chloe: Good,

My phone chimed again and I see another message, but this time from the sister I'm closest too.

Kat: Where are you? I'll pick you up. You shouldn't be going anywhere alone.

Me: I'm walking down the street.