Dancing in the DarkChapter 9 The Truth About Dreams
SASHA CHECKED THE CALENDAR on her iPhone and the itinerary in her hand. Getting up from the couch, she went to find Dad. She found him busy writing on his laptop. It looked like he was deep into his novel. Knowing how fleeting creativity could be, she hesitated, debating whether to bother him. "What's up?" he asked, typing away. She smiled. He hadn't even looked up. For sure he was hardwired to her. "You remember we're going to San Fran tomorrow, don't you?" she asked. "No we're...