She’d drunk too many whiskey and sodas, but they tasted good—a little sweet—and went down really smooth. How many had she had so far? Four? Five? She started counting on her fingers, which earned her a questionable expression from Brent. Yeah, this was her fifth. That was way too many to swallow ...
Ivy whispered, nudging Wisteria’s shoulder. “Daylight shines over the land. In six more days you’ll be united with Sledge. Don’t sleep the time away, sister.” Wisteria’s eyes popped open. She glanced at her surroundings, capturing the familiar details of the cave. She hadn’t moved nor did the dam...
The annoying burps started during her first cup of silly elixir. The smooth-tasting liquid at least soothed her nerves. For the first time in six days following her abduction by the aliens, she was relaxed and content. She glanced at her forearm and ran her fingers across the bruise they’d caused...