CHAPTER SIX
I stumbled backwards and bumped into one of the bookshelves behind me, running my hand through my short black hair. This couldn’t be happening to me! Sky lived at my house? There was absolutely no way that this article could be real. I knew my parents moved to Lake View eighteen years ago, but that was two years after Sky died. Oh my God! That was two years after he died which meant that it could be a possibility. That’s why I had been having those weird dreams about Sky at my house. He lived at my house. But why? What did he want me to do? Why was he showing me those dreams or his memories?
I stood up, running toward the table. I flipped through the pages of the newspaper but there was nothing more on Sky. I grabbed the front page of the article and inspected it. I needed a
