nineteen
Kim was woken by a sensation of snapping-into-place, of coming-together, of rising-to-the-surface. She sat bolt upright in the small, lumpy bed and listened, sure for a moment that she had heard something. And perhaps she had, but it was something outside of herself. She found herself staring out the window toward the trees, overwhelmed by a sense of direction…
So very familiar, and yet it took her several seconds to place it, that certainty that over there…
The realization shocked her into action. No jacket, no shoes, just running, slamming through the trailer door and pelting across the field, tall grass stinging her feet and legs as she flew through the night…
Jadwiga was woken by the dream’s collapse. It burst like a bubble and expelled both her and the man into the tearin
