Vaguely, I remembered falling asleep while he rubbed my back, but shouldn’t he have left? He must have his own room somewhere because he didn’t have any luggage with him, and it had been far too early for a pred to fall asleep when I’d finally lost consciousness. Not that ...
Multiple times. I was tired, achy, and still convinced I was crazy. But in the end, I never got farther than Lucen’s kitchen. I remembered the expression in his eyes when I’d told him I trusted him, and I slunk back into the living room. Intense, that was the only way to d...
I loved my mother. I even liked my mother. In fact, I was convinced I’d won the parental lottery. She’d always been fair and generous, and she’d passed down to me not only her dark hair and green eyes, but also her love for mysteries and thrillers. But there were some area...
Disoriented, it took me a couple seconds to figure out I was in Lucen’s bed and that the owner of said bed had changed my ringtone yet again after I fell asleep. Certain the noise had woken him up along with me, I made a point to kick him as I lunged for the phone. “Yeah?”...
A patient liaison pointed me in the right direction with a pitying expression. I wanted to explain that it wasn’t nice to openly pity pred addicts—or any addicts—but I held my tongue. About twenty people were mingling in the room when I arrived. Most hung out in groups of ...
Our room service has arrived, and Kyle and I sit knee to knee on one of the beds, eating overpriced sandwiches. We’re both more beat now than we were when we arrived, and in lieu of talking, I put on the TV. At RTC, I made a habit of checking the news every day. The need t...
Not far ahead, the ground slopes up toward one of the two wood bridges that cross the creek at the center of RTC’s campus. During the spring, the creek supposedly flows with water, but now the bed is dry. Good thing since that’s how we’ve managed to sneak this close to the...