I Hate It When That HappensChapter 17
Someone shook my shoulder to wake me, and I wasn't sure why. When I glanced at the clock it said four thirty and I knew damned well it wasn't afternoon, so I wondered some more why they were waking me so early. As the fog cleared from my brain it dawned on me that something must be wrong and I shot up to my feet and asked what was happening. "It's time to get ready to leave. Your breakfast will be on the table by the time you get dressed and into the kitchen," Caysha said. "Why are we...