Grey skies and steady rain greeted Charlotte when she finally woke. Dreams had filled her night. People staring at her through the bookshop window. Just staring. And then a dream that had reoccurred her whole life and always woke her in frozen fear, when a simple walk along a street turned to nightmare as lights went off and breathing behind her closed in.
She’d not had that particular dream for a while and it unnerved Charlotte. It came when she struggled with controlling her environment and was a reminder to take a step back. Except she couldn’t. Not from the sinister behaviour of too many people in this town.
With a stronger than normal coffee, Charlotte checked on the tree on the balcony. It was one little thing that made her happy, seeing it recover a bit more each day. She was sure
