She awoke to the sound of her own screaming. It seemed to go on and on. She clapped a hand over her mouth, but sounds still leaked through. Callie barked; Rose shushed her.
She couldn’t stop trembling. All she could see was Johnny’s eyes, his smile, the way he knew he had her and always would. Feeling sick, she rose from the tangled mess of her blankets to stumble to the bathroom. After throwing up the little bit that was in her stomach, she washed out her mouth and brushed her teeth for good measure. Callie followed her around the entire time in canine concern.
When she heard the knock on her front door, she jumped. Callie barked. Her heart pounding furiously, she grabbed her gun from next to her pillow and went to the door. And waited.
Another knock. Then: “Rose, it’s Seth. Let me in.
