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I didn't think I'd ever be going back to the place I grew up. It's beautiful, don't get me wrong, a small island off the coast of Seattle. Harper's Island is a fishing town and tourist spot, but it was home for me until mom died.
Died? No, she was murdered. A killer named John Wakefiled killed her and others and that's when I knew I was going to leave and not come back.
But when your very best friend in the world is getting married and makes you part of the bridal party you have to go where it is, even if that means facing down old ghosts. So I'm heading home. To see my friends, my dad, my childhood home, and my past.
I just hope for the sake of Henry and Trish's wedding that all those ghosts stay in the past where they belong.
At least we all look great, right?
Died? No, she was murdered. A killer named John Wakefiled killed her and others and that's when I knew I was going to leave and not come back.
But when your very best friend in the world is getting married and makes you part of the bridal party you have to go where it is, even if that means facing down old ghosts. So I'm heading home. To see my friends, my dad, my childhood home, and my past.
I just hope for the sake of Henry and Trish's wedding that all those ghosts stay in the past where they belong.
At least we all look great, right?
