Defeated, I stopped spilling my guts to Jane, and looked up from the table and met her eyes. You could tell from her expression that she had genuinely heard every word I had spoken. Jane glanced to the side, sighed, and looked back at me before saying, “You’re right. You’re time is up. You’d better run, kid. Run and don’t look back. The bridge is up in flames and if you don’t leave now, I don’t see you getting to the other side. If you stay, you’re going to fucking burn.”

I started sobbing. I didn’t want to be right.