The next morning, curled up in bed with his laptop, Rain checked his open bedroom door over the computer screen. He thought he’d heard a noise, but no, Tristan and Pip were still asleep.
“I knew something had happened,” Faustina said. “I had a terrible feeling on Friday morning. I had a nightmare that you were drowning and I could see your terrified expression under a sheet of ice.”
Looking back at Faustina’s face on the computer screen, Rain shivered. “That’s freaky. Yikes.”
“Why didn’t you call me, Rain? Why did you wait until today? I feel like we aren’t as close since I moved away.”
“No…Faustina, that’s not true.” He gave her a tender look. “I’m sorry. You’re right, I should have called you.” He checked the open door again, his heart beating a little faster. “But I’m fine and my sy
