ColtonEvery night I dream of her. Of both of them. It starts with a dream of Maddie. Her and her smile as she rides on the back of my bike, her little arms just barely reaching around me. As we circle around the highway, I start to panic. I can’t feel her anymore. Her grip on me is gone. I look back, but all that’s there is the empty seat and the tail of my shirt flapping in the wind.
And then, she appears. Like a switch of a channel, everything goes from sunny days and bright colored skies to black and white. Mikaela is sprawled out on my bed, her bare body for me to admire. I can see every little scar, every freckle, every line upon her face. She waits for me to join her, but I’m frozen in place. She calls out for me time and again, but I can’t answer her either.
I wake up sweaty and c
