Disclaimer: I do not own the Young Wizard Series.

Hey there! This here is the sequel to my other story, Irrevocable. If you wish to fully understand this story, please read the first one before this one. You have been warned. Also this is the shortest chapter in the whole story - I promise.


The day she died was not an especially remarkable day. The sun was pushing meekly through a low covering of clouds and the temperature hovered in the 70s. There was only a slight breeze that rustled the leaves of the trees in the park. My laundry was not done, and the hair dryer I was supposed to be coaxing back to life for my sister was still on my bed.

That was about a year ago. I guess it hasn't really sunk in yet. I kept expecting someone to jump out and say "Surprise! We were kidding! Your best friend didn't kill herself!" Wait, that's not exactly right, is it? I guess I sort killed my best friend. Yeah, it's my fault. I wouldn't pin that sort of thing on her. But anyway, I guess that's not going to happen. Maybe someday, she will come back to me. If that's even possible.

As I look back on that day, I suppose the unremarkable-ness was not a surprise. What is more of a surprise is that I can actually remember it. The day before, I could probably not even remember the date. She couldn't remember the date. But you already know all about that. Let's just get on with the story.


Looks familiar to all Irrevocable readers doesnt it? Please review! -Ivy