Prologue
I never thought about the last day. Who would? The world seemed to slow down and my life flashed before my eyes. My family. My friends. Everyone that I left behind. Everyone that I had yet to meet. The sea rushed towards me. I squeezed my eyes shut bracing myself for the deadly impact.
My name is Jane M.K. Finnley. I was born in London, England. I am fourteen years of age. This is the story of myself and a boy named Peter Pan.
I was a foster child. Passed around from house to house never really belonged in any of them. Not with the Brandt's. Not with the Johnson's. And certainly not with the Todd's, which is where my story begins.