Charlotte tossed and turned in Chase's bed, unable to sleep all night. She couldn't help but wonder how Chase was doing in prison. Sitting up on the bed, she paced around the room, contemplating going to work, only to remember the company was shut down. Her heart ached as she missed him very much. Soon, there was a knock on the door.
"Yeah, come in," Charlotte said, turning around to see Diane walk in.
"Hey, how did you sleep?" Diane asked, shaking her head.
I couldn't sleep. I kept dreaming about my mother, Diane said, tearing up. Charlotte looked at her sympathetically and walked toward her.
"No, don't. I'm fine, Diane said. I'm going to go out and find a place to stay. I wanted to let you know.
"What do you mean, a place to stay?" Charlotte asked.
I mean, I can't sta
