Chapter 18
After showering, I successfully summon pajamas from the wardrobe. It looks like a renaissance underdress, but it’s comfortable. This bedroom is made for sleep and relaxation. I slide my hand over the soft sheets and enjoy the warmth of the heavy blanket I’ve burrowed under. The strong scent of pine permeates the air and the water trickling down the stones behind me is hypnotizing. It’s so much easier to relax than I expected. My eyelids give up the fight when a cool breeze caresses my face.
Even though my body gives up, my brain spins circles around all the people I’m worried about. I can’t imagine what Mom and Grams are doing right now. Are they hurt? Are they locked in a dungeon somewhere? I hope Dad and Aunt Julie are safe and still searching for them. The alternative is un
