Content warning: suicide
I remember you were in my section. In a room with people goofing off or just getting through the class, you were one of those that was actually listening and actually wanted to learn. Which is always appreciated.
(I was your TA, not your classmate.)
(part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7)
Three is a magic number. It was three days between Matthew’s near-fatal accident and the power outage at the store. Three days between Lady’s Erica first appearance at his apartment and her second.
Bad things come in threes.
So despite knowing he was being superstitious, Matthew was on edge from the moment he woke up Saturday morning, jolted awake by a dream in which the witch sat with her usual opaque expression in the tree outside his apartment…
In all honestly I’m not feeling so happy, nor hopeful for the new year. But
The fortune teller sighed. “It will get worse before it gets better.”
“Is there nothing we can do?”
“Of course! That’s why it gets better.”