_ The Wine _
I stir some sugar in my coffee, my hands still shaking.
It's been long since I had a nightmare. One of those horrible nightmares where I wake up sweating and screaming.
I shake off the last threads of the nightmare and sip my coffee. I take a bite of the sandwich, glancing at the clock. Maybe I should fasten my eating pace and start getting ready. Time is not on my side.
I step out and strut to the parking lot where I bump into Eli.
He's been acting strange since the dinner at my house. Snubbing me every chance he gets. Honestly, I'm not complaining.
A grin flits across his face when I stand in front of him. Let's see him run now.
"Pretta!" That has to be the fakest smile I've ever seen.
"Eli!"
He scratches his head.
"Uh... Headed to work?"
"Are you avoiding me?" I
