Chapter 34 Still Here

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• “Sara’s fine.” That’s what I kept telling myself, over and over, like a prayer. But one look at her pale face on the hospital bed, and I knew I was lying.
• The sound of her head hitting the edge of the table still echoed in my skull. One moment of anger, of careless shoving, and suddenly there was blood—so much blood. I kept thinking, if Sam and I hadn’t been acting like idiots… If Sam and I weren't roughhousing in the kitchen, maybe she wouldn't have tripped over us and hit her head on the tabletop. The guilt pressed on my chest like a weight I couldn't throw off. I just needed her to wake up.