Lexie woke the next morning, a smile on her face from the fantastic dream she’d been having. Jason had driven her car at high speeds through the night, the bright pinpoints of light above them reminding Lexie of how small she was, how wonderful the world could be.
Sometimes she lost sight of that, and nothing had ever grounded her as much as the stars, strange as that may seem.
She snuggled into the blankets, a little smile on her face. Then her eyes popped open. “That wasn’t a dream.” She sat up, her hair feeling like a nest on her head, and found the sun streaming through her bedroom window.
What time was it?
She reached for her phone. After nine o’clock. She couldn’t believe she’d slept so long. Panic blipped through her as she saw all the notifications on her phone. It would be mid
