Chapter 1:

He's Dead

"We always thought that Chloe would be the one to drive us to our graves, not you." Mrs. Millstone spat out towards her son, Asher as she stood up and walked away from him. This was something she hadn't expected. Her husband, Judge William Millstone, had hung himself in his office after information had leaked about the Trotter Lake incident. This was all Asher's fault. She was blaming Asher for everything.

Asher left his parent's giant house and got into his Mercedes. He needed to talk to his sister as soon as he could. Gritting his teeth, Asher dialed the numbers to his the last known number that he had for Chloe. Tears in his eyes, he prayed that she would answer and give him a carefree night away from the madness of his life like she used to when he was in high school.

Hey it's Chloe Wright, can't come to the phone right now. I'm out ruining my life and making a disgrace of my family. Oh wait, no I'm not since they forced me to change my last name to protect he family legacy. Leave one.

Had to love Chloe, always resentful towards their parents. Chloe was Asher's older sister of two years. She was the rebellious party girl who spent her time coloring her hair bizarre colors and doing whatever she wanted. She even once brought home a girl to Thanksgiving and claimed at the table that she was in love and was a lesbian. Mrs. Millstone nearly fainted and William, nearly had an aneurism from yelling at her. After that, William made Chloe legally change her last name so she wouldn't have any Millstone named attached to her while she was out being crazy. Chloe, hadn't talked to either of their parents ever since.

"Hey, Chloe, it's Ash. He's dead. Gone..." Those were the only words that younger Millstone child could manage to get out before bursting into tears. He hung up and threw his phone across his car before pounding the wheel and letting out an upset scream.

There was a sudden knock on the window. Asher looked up and his face went white like he had just seen a ghost. There was a girl standing there in a long hippie skirt, long free flowing brown curls, and a long bell sleeved sweater. She had a nose hoop and an intricate chest tattoo. The air left Asher's lungs and he was speechless which was nearly impossible for the young Millstone.

"Hey Ash..." The voice said and Asher suddenly deeply inhaled. He couldn't get the words to leave his mouth.

"Echo..."