my eyes fl

Sunlight streamed through the window.

26th. The morning I was supposed to leave f

tinued. It was

't wait for the lake hous

blood turning to ice. The

s is going to be a very

they weren't just empty. They were gleaming with

s back

coming to st

ng, a shrill, d

eline was a disaster. My kindness had gotten me killed

ered on her face. She pushed past me into the apartment, her

I'll even drive the first leg

hungry. She wanted to be behind the wheel. She

in my mind. A smile touched my

" I said. "That'