Among

"I'll be here. For as long as you need me."I remember Carter's voice so clearly that I can at least pretend he's speaking to me. He didn't say 'forever, ' though he could have. Carter doesn't believe the living should obsess over the dead or that the dead should talk to them, even when they can. I swallow and splash water onto my face. Get dressed. Just get dressed. Don't think about the rest of your life or whether or not you even want it.
Everyone I can remember was left in Between, and I've returned to a life full of strangers. I have two names, two houses, and two sets of family and friends who don't speak to each other. No one knows who left me in the woods or why I went missing. No one understands how I survived. I'm trying not to waste this chance: if I can't remember who I was, I get to decide who I want to become. And life is getting better-except someone wanted to kill me.
I'm beginning to suspect I wasn't his first victim, and if I don't speak up, I may not be his last.