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floor, hovered over the toilet, I thought about that name. Who was this man and how did he know me enough to have left me something in his will? Was he the evil man who had haunted my dreams for my whole life? If I'd had any inclination of not seeing this through, it left me the moment I realized I had to know more.  
    My heart was still racing as Elle walked into the bathroom. "Are you pregnant?"  
    My eyes flew open. "Of course not! I just...it's just...I don't even know what to say right now. I'm not pregnant! I think I'm just in shock." I put my hands through my hair and tried to grasp exactly what was happening. How could this man really exist? My mother and even my therapist had said he was a figment of my overactive imagination. Now there was this piece of paper showing me that there was possibly a real-life Joe.  
    "Charlie, what are you being so dramatic about? Did Zach start dating someone? Is your friends with benefits arrangement over?"  
    There were sometimes where I wanted to smack my roommate and this was one of those times. She wouldn't have even known about my arrangement with Zach, had it not been for her walking in on us. She wasn't even supposed to come home that night. How was I supposed to know that her and her boyfriend were going to get into a fight?  
    "It has nothing to do with Zach."  
    She put her hands on her hips and stood over me. "Spill it. You look like hell, so obviously it's something big. If you're not prego, then it must be something else huge and you know I love juicy gossip."  
    I got up and started washing my face off. "You know I haven't exactly had the best of lives. I mean, all my life I've had problems with trusting people."  
    She grabbed my arm. "If it’s that serious, you know you can trust me, Charlie. Girl, I would never betray that."  
    I believed her. She'd been nothing but a friend to me. Maybe a little prissy at times, but always a friend. "I know. It's just hard for me to talk about when I don't exactly know what's going on myself. You see, ever since I was a little girl, I had these horrible dreams about this terrible man that hurt my mother and was coming after me. My mother used to tell me it was my imagination and he didn't exist. I always believed that, until this came today." I walked over and showed her the letter. She sat down on the bed and read it.  
    "Okay, I'm kind of lost here. What does Joseph McNally have to do with anything? I mean, the guy’s dead right?"  
    I grabbed the paper and played with the corners. "Yeah, but this could mean that the man I dreamed about was real and that I've been lied to by everyone I trusted. Why would my mother do that? Where was my father when this guy was around? It makes no sense. My parents were happily married. They never talked about a guy named Joe, not ever."  
    Elle wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "Maybe you should just call the lawyer and see what it's about before you go all lunatic up in here. I mean, it could be a coincidence or something right?"  
    I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess."  
    "Cool, well put something of mine on. I'm taking you out tonight." I hated when she forced me to go out. I never had a good time.  
    "I'm just going to call Zach and catch a movie or something."  
    She pulled me up off of the bed. "I won't take no for an answer. We're going into town. There is a band playing at the tavern and I know the drummer. He's yummy and I don't want Tommy to know I’m interested. If you come with, then I can just tell him you are the one who's into him."  
    "Since when did I agree to help you cheat on your boyfriend? What's so wrong with Tommy? I mean, every girl at school wants him."  
    She leaned over and fixed her makeup in the mirror. "Nothing is wrong with Tommy silly, but he's just someone my parents expect me to be with. I want to have some fun, before I have to appease them. Tommy isn't about taking chances and if I want to skinny dip in a freezing cold lake with a hot tattooed