Chapter 13 Mystery Woman

• Misty and I both have a history lesson; we walk arm in arm like we have done many times before. I silently chide myself for forgiving her so easily. What can I do? Everything feels so strange and unreal. Misty is the only real thing I can grasp. She was a part of my normal life.
• Chris is already seated, waiting for the lesson to begin. He has a notebook ready and a textbook before him.
• Mr. Donald tells me to find an empty seat. Justin points to the table across from his. I sit beside him and share his textbook. I really need to visit the library and get my own books; I will put that on my to do list.