Touching DreamChapter 5
Janelle looked frightened. "I... I had a nightmare about you; I wanted to make sure you were okay." He let her in. She wasn't even dressed -- short-hem long-sleeve white satin robe and slip-on running shoes. "I'm okay," he lied. For the last fifteen minutes he'd been thinking about not telling her about the marble -- about any of it -- but if he didn't, it wouldn't be over, and he wanted it to be over. He was tired of trying to figure her out, and things were only getting weirder,...