Morgan MckennaChapter 3
I lay on my stomach on the bed, crying, bereft of sense and time. What had I done? Was I going insane? I heard the door open with a soft click and felt the weight of her body on the edge of the bed. She put her hand on my shoulder and said, "Please don't cry. I didn't mean to make you mad." I rolled over and hugged her. "I'm not mad, I'm crazy." I wiped my eyes with a tissue and sat up a little so I could see her better; she was watching my reaction intently, waiting for me to...