Chapter 11Sam
Always the same nightmare, again and again. With one nuance though, and not the least. It wasn’t an unknown man who looked at me before he turned into a monster, but Nate’s eyes that pierced me to the soul before he began to s*******r my mother. I woke up screaming in pain and frustration and couldn’t close my eyes all night. Luckily, my sister didn’t show up in my room. She’s used to my night terrors and knows that I just need to take a deep breath to pull myself together. The hot shower also helped. And the coffee. Lots of cups of coffee to get me clear—headed enough to face the day ahead.
When Sean arrives at the door, I’ve been up since 5 am, I’ve had at least that many cups of coffee, and I’ve been walking in circles for most of that time. I’m as tense as a bow.
— Goo
