Chapter Thirty
Kayla was woken by Brett jerking awake, gasping. She reached over to him, his face and chest streaked with sweat. “It was only a dream.” She tightened her arms around him when he pulled her close.
“No it wasn’t.”
“I know it happened, but this time it was a dream. You’re here. Beside me. Alive.”
Brett exhaled heavily. “For now.”
“We’re never going to those service stations again. You’ve had nightmares ever since.”
“What, no suggestions I talk to a shrink like you keep telling Jeff?”
Kayla laughed and pulled back so she could look into his eyes. “And what would you tell them? I keep dreaming about my death and I don’t want to go through it again. And by the way, I’m meant to be dead and was a ghost for a while, but I figured out a way to deal with it. Yeah, right. I won
