Chapter Two
SarahA buzzing woke her. More like birdsong. Angry birdsong.
Her head throbbed. Harsh sunlight just made it worse. Hot and sticky, the humidity must have arrived overnight. May was like that. One day was rainy and cool, the next was all sweaty. Spring was over. Time to swelter in the summer heat.
Sarah groaned, shielding her eyes from the sun. Turning her head, nausea rolled over her.
Big mistake.
What was this? How many drinks did she have with Trisha? And since when did her alarm sound like a bird trying to deep throat a jackhammer? Chirpy and mechanical and so freaking loud.
Awareness trickled in. Her bed didn’t just feel like the ground, it was the ground.
She cracked open an eye.
A vivid blue sky stretched over her. She wasn’t sure the exact shade—azure dreams, tr
