CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Mom and I are standing face to face near a highway, eyes locked like two gunslingers in an Earth Western.
“I won’t let you dreamwalk in me,” Mom says determinedly.
I c**k my head. “Won’t let me?”
“Yes,” she says, her confidence wavering. “I’ll stop you by any means necessary.”
“Is that right?”
Mom’s fists clench. “I’d sooner die.”
I roll my eyes. “You don’t think that’s overly dramatic?”
“I mean it.” She glances at the road, then locks eyes with me again. “I’ll jump under the first car that comes my way.”
I don’t believe her.
She jumps.
I stop breathing.
The car rams into her. She somersaults in the air and lands on her back, broken beyond repair.
No! What have I done? The horror is overwhelming.
Shaking, I back away, hand pressed against my mouth. She’s d
