CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Marni
Masood is on me again, and a dozen others. f*****g. One holds a knife to my throat, another points a gun at my head. My legs are spread and the f*****g gets harder. I f**k them back, as if that saves me. A terrible roaring in my brain. Stones fly. Gunshot. Blood drips to the soft ground, then the earth spins out of control and I start to fall…
I wake up in Charlie’s arms, his tight, consuming arms. His low, sweet voice soothes me. “It’s all right, Marni. Just a nightmare. You had a nightmare.”
I shake the sleep and the terrible dream from my thoughts and finally open my eyes on Charlie. Handsome Charlie.
“You were screaming, but you’re all right.”
Am I? I could still go back inside to the pictures of that place and suffer more. I feel it close, still closed in a
