“I knew it was you, and you knew it was me. You knew what I was talking about the whole time.” I pulled her hands away from her face, and the current buzzed up my arm. You’re the girl. “Why didn’t you say something last night?” I didn’t want you to know. She wouldn’t look at me. “Why?” The word sounded loud, in the quiet of the garden. And when she looked at me, her face was pale, and she looked different. Frightened. Her eyes were like the sea before a storm on the Carolina coast. “I didn’t expect you to be here, Ethan. I thought they were just dreams. I didn’t know you were a real person.”
