“You’ve always been in the way,” my sister whispered, shoving me out of the chopper while my husband watched, silent and complicit for the $5M payout. Everyone thought I was dead. But when I pushed open the church doors during my funeral service, my husband went pale. I locked eyes with him and said…

dragged me to the edge of the abyss. I was slipping away, staring up at the canopy, when the impossible happened.

“Watch the drop-off here, Jared.”

A voice. A human voice.

“Are you sure this is the right trail? It looks overgrown.”

I forced my eyes open. Adrenaline, pure and potent, flooded my veins. I opened my cracked lips and pushed every ounce of remaining continue reading …