I just had to put faith in the notion that Eric still had some kind of feelings for me. After all, I couldn’t dispute that that I didn’t have some towards him, so it was a good chance the reverse was true. His text after the Whiteout implied that. I was still going to du...
It was a clean, plain room, though I could see, staring up from the bed, that the ceiling plaster was yellowed and cracking with age. I wanted to prop myself up on my elbows to look around the room but I was too spent from everything. My body ached from being forced into action, my mind swam in...
"Well, okay." I rubbed my eyes. "What is it?" "Why did they want to take you alive?" That was something of an elephant in the room that I had been ignoring until I could analyze it more. I hadn't been sure if anyone else had picked up on it, after all, so why start the engine of the worry tra...