Oliver
The car zooms along the highway. Camile smiles, focused intently as she drives. “I’ve been very lucky in life, Oliver,” she tells me. “But everyone’s luck runs out, eventually.”
I assume she’s speaking about her parents, which is nice, because I worry Camile knows why I’m really here and also I wasn’t sure how to broach the subject. At nineteen, Camile lost her parents. They died in a helicopter crash. I knew this, of course. They were on their way to the Grand Canyon. Camile was supposed to be on the flight with her family, but at the last moment, a misunderstanding ensued.
reallyCamile’s parents wouldn’t allow her male companion to accompany her on the trip, so Camile refused to show up the morning of departure. Mother said the payout from the settlement was substantial, but I
