Forty
Fatal MistakeDreams and unrelenting thoughts interrupted my sleep through most of the night. With each rise toward consciousness, I sensed Noah's own unrest. It was only when dawn came that rest found us. When we woke, it was to the sound of our companions rising and we soon realized we'd slept the morning away.
After a quick and meager breakfast with little conversation, we scattered. Noah headed for the garage, hoping to reacquaint more with his cat. Beth and Marcus plodded upstairs, while Caleb and Jasmy went to sit on the front porch. With Hester, Aya and Khelden exploring the rest of the house, I found a secluded spot at the back of the yard and meditated. It seemed no matter how much we'd discussed Noah and Marcus' campaign; it did nothing to ease the apprehension we now fel
