When the World Was Ours

It was a muggy morning when we woke up under the tallest trees that I’ve ever seen and Lennon’s gun and Jonah weren't there. We spent the next three days calling out his name until Lennon found them both by the river.

“Don’t look, Hayley.”

But I couldn’t help myself. He was my brother. My baby brother. The one person I vowed to protect. I needed to see him. One last time.

“Move.”

“No. He wouldn't want you to remember him like this.”

“I need to, Lennon. I might die if I don’t.”

Lennon didn’t budge. “I know you’ll die. If you see him. You’ll definitely die.”