They glide through the night, regrettably together, and they argue. I can see them in the car before the accident-the heavy rain, the world and the pavement as wet and slick as if it had been oiled down for their arrival. If he had been with me, everything would have been different. I cannot hear her, but I see Sylvie tell them the cause of the argument, and I know, I know, I know, I know. I see Sylvie sitting sideways out of the back of the policeman’s car, her feet drumming on the wet pavement as she talks. I can see it-the rain-slicked road and the flashing lights of ambulance and police cars cutting through the darkness of night, warning those passing by: catastrophe has struck here, please drive slowly. What they do not know, the cause of the argument, is crucial to the story of me. The story lurking underneath and in between the facts of the one they can see. What they do not know is that there is another story. It is, in other people’s opinions, not important to the story. No one ever says what they were arguing about. In a few weeks, Finny would be turning nineteen.
It was raining, of course, and with his girlfriend, Sylvie Whitehouse, he glided through the rain in the red car his father had given him on his sixteenth birthday. I wasn’t with Finny on that August night, but my imagination has burned the scene in my mind so that it feels like a memory. Without you, I wouldn’t have known how to Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication data is on file with the publisher. Published by Sourcebooks Fire, an imprint of Sourcebooks, Inc. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author. The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious or are used fictitiously. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems-except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews-without permission in writing from its publisher, Sourcebooks, Inc.
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