The moment the impossible happened
I followed his finger.
A woman stood near the shoreline, back to us.
Same height as Stacey.
Same chestnut hair.
My heart started pounding so hard it felt like it was punching its way out.
“Luke,” I said quickly, voice tight. “Buddy, that’s not—”
The woman turned.
And my stomach dropped the moment our eyes met.
It was Stacey.
Not someone who looked like her.
