ABIGAIL

No one could miss it. If the person standing before me didn't look like probably in their late fifties. And especially a woman, I would have thought Emmette had come back to life, my eyes searched flickered in panic, fear could be instantly spotted shimmering in my eyes.

My heart raced and my heart pounded. I scoffed, trying to stifle a cough. I found my self chuckling at the ridiculousness of the situation. I had suddenly grown afraid for a brief second, In the blink of an eye. She had disappeared. Replaced with Emmette, in his full glory.

His suit, the same suit from the picture in the middle...