Chapter 4: First Touch
The next morning, which is Christmas Eve, I wake up reeling from strange s****l dreams. Part of it was Emma, and her rejection of me, which was horrible even in the haze of the dream world. But another part was even more disturbing. Lenore and I are on a cruise somewhere, on the deck of a ship under a starry sky. Then there is kissing, and more touching, in a very intimate way. And then I wake up.
I am awake in my old bedroom, the third from the stairs on the second floor. I know Ash is on the top floor in her old room that we used to call the “upper deck.” In fact, I can hear her moving around, probably exercising like she does every morning of the world. I wonder if Poppi is awake. And I really hope not to find Lenore here at this hour of the morning.
When I go
