My breath became shallow, and my chest started to feel tight as if the walls of the room were pressing in on me.
The recording still echoed inside my head, louder than the beeping machines around me.
Dave and Grandpa Albert's voices still rang in my ear so loud and relentless, I thought I might go deaf.
Their words kept repeating themselves, stabbing deeper every time I thought of them.
I turned sharply to Josh, my lips trembling as the words escaped from my mouth, "Where… where did you even get that recording from?"
Josh's eyes flickered, like he had not expected me to ask such a question. His jaw tightened before he sighed, as if the weight of the truth was pressing on him too.
"I have been suspecting them for a while," he said in his low, broken voice, "I knew something was not right. And Today…" He took in a deep breath as if he was gathering the courage to speak further.
