I was really sure I'd be able to post the next chapter that Liv wrote, but family obligations made that difficult. The hardest part has been getting through the author's notes and song selections Liv made. She sounded so alive and hopeful in them and all of us are sitting here suffocating under the weight of her loss. In addition, the driver was released on bail and returned to the bar where he had been drinking the night of the accident telling people how accidents happen and Liv was somehow at fault.
How this monster can clear his conscience long enough to have a cocktail and talk about her life and her death like it meant nothing, I really have no idea.
Anyway, I have a mountain of excuses, but at the end of the day...I'm just not ready to yet. I feel like once I post the 3 chapters I have left from her that she will really be forever gone.
I promise that I will get it done, and if I can't I will send them to someone else to read so that we can get the story back on track.
Erin