Chapter 47

• I was back home, not my home with Atticus but my dad’s estate. I didn’t know how I got here but it seemed to make sense that I was here.
• The house was filled with people and it was bustling with activity as though nothing changed but I knew better.
• I was convinced it wasn’t real but the familiarity of it all was convincing and now I was confused why this was happening. My feet seemed to have a mind of their own and knew where they wanted to be.