Chapter Twenty-Three
APRIL GROANED AS the incessant pounding at her door woke her from a troubled sleep. She reached up, holding her head as she silently threatened to kill whoever was at her doorstep. Rolling over, she glanced at the clock, knowing that whatever time it said would still be too damn early. 9:30. Yeah, too early.
She blew out a breath as she tossed the covers off her legs and swung them over the edge of the bed, her muscles screaming at her. As soon as the Powers That Be was through with her, they returned her to where they claimed her, in front of the wreckage of the carnival ride, her clothes back to normal, her hair a deep red, and her flesh a pale pink. By the time her feet touched the ground, the others had vanished which didn’t surprise her. After all, they had watc
