23Suddenly, I stop moving. The universe vanishes around me, replaced by something I thought I'd never see again.
Judd Ramsey's bedroom.
Something else has changed, too. I'd come to love being separated from Judd, having the total freedom I'd never imagined was possible.
Now, that freedom is at an end. It's all over.
I try to launch myself through the air, and I can't. I'd settle for crawling away like an inchworm, but I can't even do that.
Because I'm back to being attached to Judd's hand again.
Adding insult to injury, it's not even the right hand. I mean, it's not the left hand, where I used to be stuck, it's the right one, the wrong one.
So not only am I back to being a prisoner, but I'm trapped on the wrong hand.
(And you know how much I hate that hand!)
"Pinkerton?" Jud
