CHAPTER THREE
Morning broke bright and cheerful for everyone other than Anna. She awoke with a headache and feeling decidedly down. At first, she hadn’t even been sure where she was. Waking up in a strange place had her feeling odd. She remembered that she hadn’t dared go home after what she had seen. That thought had her sitting up fast. Maybe a little too fast. Her head was spinning a bit. She remembered more. That she had had to leave her home, sell the car she had loved and buy an old used one to drive. After that, she had run halfway across the country, and now she was living in a very small room with one suitcase of clothes and about to start work in a carnival. The carnival. Cavanaugh’s Carnival. Blake Cavanaugh. Thoughts of him had her rushing to get out of bed and reaching for cl
