It was late into the night and Dallas laid awake in her makeshift bed hours after Cyd had feel asleep, at least that is what she thought. She was facing up staring at the ceilings in her room and they seemed to roll around like the breeze coming in from the air conditioner she had installed the week after her high school graduation. She was her other’s only child and pride plus a book genius so there was no complaint when she used her savings to get one.
The ceilings continued to roll by in her illusioned world and soon her enough, her memory began to roll backwards as well and before she knew enough, her was having a flashback
It was just two weeks till she resumed college, so there she was on her bed, listening to Alan Walker’s music at full blast while reading her favourite crime nove
