The next morning Mackenna stretched in her bed and groaned as she rolled over and looked at the time on her phone. It was nearly ten in the morning. After watching the horror movie, she had watched another one even more disturbing than the first and every noise in the new apartment had her jumping. Finally, around two in the morning, she had taken a sleeping tablet which had knocked her out.
Nuncio and Savannah had not come home by the time she’d gone to bed, and she was glad. They had needed the night out to behave as a couple and she had proved to herself she could function without turning into a panic-driven mess of tears. She was proud of herself for getting through the night and she smiled to herself.
She got up from the bed and after a quick shower she made a mental note of the thi
