Chapter Nineteen
I woke the next day to the smell of brewing coffee. It took me a minute to remember where I was and how I got there. When I tried to sit up, the aches in my body reminded me. I regrouped and moved more slowly the second time. That seemed to work.
The sun was high and bright outside the window. My watch read 1 P.M. I turned toward the smell of coffee and saw Lilly's bright pink hair and elaborate tattoos.
"Thanks," I said. "I really needed that."
"Hope you take it black," she said. "No cream in the house."
"Black is fine," I said.
Lilly poured the coffee and unwrapped the foil on some toaster pastries. That was breakfast.
"I was flying around the web all night last night," she said. "Finally passed out about dawn."
"It's called the Tapestry of Destiny," I said. "Dif
