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ALORA

JULY 4, 2013

Bridger’s father whispers something to him. Bridger shakes his head as if to say no.

The gun swings from Bridger to his father, and I realize this is my chance. If I can make myself appear behind Vika, I might be able to get the gun away from her.

I close my eyes and wish harder than I ever have before, concentrating on the area just behind Vika.

Please work.

When I open my eyes again, I’m there—behind her.

But I’m too late.