Kenny’s POV

|One Year and Three Months Ago|

It was sunny, I remember distinctly that it was sunny. Usually warm for that time of year. Nothing seemed right about the day, and I couldn’t help but feel like something terrible was going to happen.

I was right. I was so right.

Blood pooled in front of me—too much to be just a nick—the color Jaybird wanted to dye her hair when she was busy looking at those ...