All of us, except Dad. It was the end of his second day at the hospital and he still didn’t know what was real. Do you? I closed my book, turned off the lamp and settled into bed for at least the third time, hoping that third time’s the charm thing was gonna work for me because reading really wasn’t. I didn’t usually need to read to fall asleep, but every time I closed my eyes it was all instant replay of what happened with Dad. I couldn’t stop seeing it. Couldn’t get it out of my head. Couldn’t stop thinking about what I should have done differently or how it was all my fault. Now that we were home, Jill was sleeping in Mom’s bed. I did that last time. All this time I’d thought that I got to sleep with Mom to make me feel better, but now I was pretty sure it was just because Mom couldn’t sleep alone anymore. Crazy how fast you get spoiled by that. Like sleeping alone is an unnatural state of being or something. Okay, this is good. Weird, random thoughts might be a sign of impending sleep.
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