Here it is, chapter’s one of If I Die. Just to forewarn you, it’s really depressing, so if you don’t want to read anything sad, or you just don’t like reading anything like that, then you don’t have to.
Below are some small tidbits for you to enjoy!
Not my picture
A bustling crowd in the town square. Laughter, crisp air, flags fluttering from the buildings. The smell of warm maple syrup, apple cider, pumpkin pie. Children chasing each other with sticky faces and hands. Music, bright and cheerful, pulsing like lifeblood through the streets.
And here’s a bit of Chapter Two to pique your interest.
Now the sound it like a portal to the past, making my chest ache for what once was.