The nightmares never came. I'd outrun them once again. Resurrected memories had no chance against my Icaries shoes.
No nightmares, but Ryan made several appearances in my dreams. My cheeks warmed. Why hadn't I ever noticed him before our group project in business class? He was strange, no doubt about it. Mysterious, too, and a bit of a bad boy. He had to be involved somehow with the smoke and stun grenades at school, and he must know Kendra if she asked him to deliver a message to me. And he must know the old woman who'd cornered me in the bathroom, too. How had she even gotten into the school?
I unwound myself from the coil of sheets and got up. No school today since Mom attached the figurative chains to my ankles. Elizabeth would go ballistic, but I had no way to explain it to her. I
