Chapter 12
Cameron got up and went for his usual run the next morning. He couldn’t justify skipping it, no matter how miserable he felt. The day dawned cool and wet, which wasn’t unusual for April in New England, but Cameron couldn’t help but read something ominous into the shift in weather pattern after everything that he’d seen in last night’s vision. The whole house felt about twenty degrees cooler.
He wished that Jason had stuck around.
He couldn’t think like that. Wishing never got anyone anywhere. He’d survived worse than this on his own without some guy to back him up and make him feel safe. He’d get through this just like he got through everything else: with his own strength and determination, and nothing else. He didn’t need Jason.
He hopped into the shower after his run becau
