“gaze was mysterious and somber. Eyes like those could hypnotize a person. “A couple days after you . . . died.” “Valentine’s Day?” Gray wasn’t sure she’d heard correctly. Raj began studying the lawn of the cemetery. Gray suddenly understood… — Nikki Jefford Copy Share Image
“Raj chewed on his lower lip before answering. “He kept muttering something about February ninth.” Gray glanced up at Raj. “The day I died. I wonder why.” — Nikki Jefford Copy Share Image
