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“Are you hungry?” she asked Xander. “I heard they’re doing tacos in the cafeteria today.” “I love tacos.”

“I know you do, baby. You want to go with Dad and get some? He should be here any—”

“Did I hear someone say tacos?”

Mom chuckled and it was like music to my ears.

“Hey, Dad,” Xander said.

“Hey, buddy. Shall we go feed you?”

“Don’t be too long,” Mom called after them. When they were gone, she patted the bed again. “Come closer, sweetheart.” “Hey, Mom.”

“I wanted to talk to you about something,” she said, and my brows furrowed. “I had a dream last night, and I woke up with the strangest feeling...” She took my hand in hers. “I know you want to be here, and I love you for it, I do. But I think you need to go and see Hailee—”

“Mom...”

“Just hear me out. You know I’m not one for superstition, but I can’t shake the feeling she needs you.”

“If you’re trying to make me feel guiltier than I already do, you’re doing a pretty good job of it.” I gave her a tight smile.

“Oh, Cameron, my sweet