Meet Me Where the Oak Tree Grows novel Chapter 63

The old tales were just that—tales. She used to say that people with names that fit together were meant to be together, but reality had its own script. Peace Ally was never peaceful.

Memories played back like an old movie reel, and I was just a spectator watching the story of my own life. The beginning didn’t deserve the chaotic journey that followed. At fourteen, I cursed my fate, and years down the line, it hit home. My life always seemed destined to be a tough, muddy road.

Lost in thought, I found myself back on that day. But this time, I didn’t wander into the alley or push open that door. Instead, I turned away, letting the darkness consume me. Maybe that was the ending I needed.

I’d trade my shot at another life for one deal with the universe: first, for a world free of drugs; second, for Jonah and me to never cross paths again.

Coldness crept over me, each breath more strained than the last. The metallic taste of blood lingered, spilling from my lips, trailing down to my chin and ears, eventually painting a stark red bloom on the white sheets.

At life’s end, I glanced back. The platform to the afterlife was packed with those who came to greet me.

After Jonah’s sacrifice, he was honored posthumously with the highest award.

In the line of duty, narcotics officers faced constant danger, and while the average age in our country was forty-one, Jonah’s life was cut short at thirty-one. This war on drugs was never silent; lives were the swords, and flesh and blood built a barricade for peace.

In 1992, badge 013626 came into play.

In 2012, badge 013626 was shelved.

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