DYERStill holding the photo in my hands, memories from the past that I tried so hard to forget attack me mercilessly.

What happened years ago now feels fresh, as if it happened today. The air around the room feels cooler, like someone turned off the heater.

My hand trembles slightly as I glance at the picture again. I had thought that the memories of what happened all those years back had finally been pushed past me.

The nightmares had stopped being frequent until they no longer tormented ...