She relayed the story, including how she had awakened in the early morning from another nightmare and had been unable to fall asleep again. If she hadn’t mainlined coffee earlier she was sure complete sentences would be out of her grasp.“So what you’re telling me is he came to your house, you guys made out for a while, and then you panicked and he left?”“In a nutshell, yes.”“Huh. Do you think that’s what triggered the nightmare? I mean, sure, the whole thing upset you, but I’m guessing the sexual stuff with Sebastian wasn’t overly traumatizing.”Sarah chuckled, but there was no humor in it. “Not hardly. He’s a fabulous kisser and I’m sure he’d be great in bed. I don’t know what brought the stupid nightmare on again.”“So what was the nightmare about? Was it that same one you’ve been having?”“More or less. The same trying to run but not being able to, hearing someone behind me, feeling a crushing weight over me. Yeah, real fun stuff.” Tears started rolling down her face, and she brushed them away.
