Chapter Eight
Jerked awake, I sat up straight in bed staring into the room, which was now darkened by night. I saw myself about to crawl from bed and take the stairs from our room, down two flights to the cellar. In my half-awake reverie, I expected the same scene in my mind to be playing out inside the Haliday dungeon. It took several minutes, and Will, waking from his slumber to change my mind and sift through fears and fantasy to the reality in my dreams.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, pulling up behind me, arms going around my waist as he held me tightly to his naked chest. I didn’t say a word. “Another dream, wasn’t it?”
“Yes,” I answered with a whisper.
“What this time?” he asked.
I proceeded with my tale start to finish, giving Melinda and her doctors’ life as I embellished the
