Second Time Through Book IVChapter 17 Teramisili
Tuesday, August 3, 1971 “Good morning, sleepyhead,” Sandy cooed in my ear. I mumbled something unintelligible and turned over, pulling the pillow over my head. “Everybody is meeting in the dining room for breakfast,” Sandy added. “Don’t you want something to eat before we go?” “Go?” I thought, her words causing something in my memory to tickle the surface of my barely functioning consciousness. “We thought you’d like to see everyone off this morning,” Hanna called from the...