Chapter 13“Come on, JuliAnn. It’s time to wake up.”
I looked up into Montie’s face.
“Go on into the bathroom and freshen up. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, and you get to eat it this time.”
My hand went up to my shoulder where it itched but when I felt the rough skin, I looked down immediately. Tiny tracks where the needles had been lined my entire torso. There were very few that had bled but all had broken the skin. Most, you could see where they went in and out. I doubted that any would scar, but it would take a few days for them to heal.
I walked into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror.
“Good heavens! I look like I’d been through a war, with shrapnel wounds all over me, although there was little blood.” I turned to look at my back. “There were still bruises
