Bad Nights by Rebecca York

Author:Rebecca York
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2013-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Morgan inspected the clothing in the closet. Some were too small for her. Others too large. But several looked like they would work, like the maroon running suit and white T-shirt. And the underwear he’d mentioned in the dresser.

She walked into the bathroom and pulled off her clothes. After looking at them for a few moments, she stuffed them into the trash. When the water was running hot, she stepped into the shower.

After mucking around in the woods and the cave for the past day and a half, she felt blessed to be standing under the pounding water and washing her hair and body. Finally, she stepped out and dried off before using the hair dryer she found in the cabinet and the new toothbrush on the counter. There was even moisturizer, which she used liberally on her face and hands.

By the time she finished, she was starting to feel unsteady on her feet again. She pulled on the T-shirt and pants to the running outfit and flopped into bed, wiggled under the covers—and closed her eyes. She dropped off to sleep, and for a while she was blissfully unconscious. Then suddenly she was somewhere else. Running through a tunnel. Climbing through a trapdoor. Dashing through the woods. Crawling around in a cave. Always alone and fleeing for her life.

She’d been alone for over eighteen months, and she’d told herself she was handling it. But she didn’t want to be alone now. There was someone who should be with her.

Glenn?

No, Glenn was dead.

Voices intruded on the dream, and her eyes snapped open. Men having an argument.

For a moment she had to think about where she was and who would be arguing. Then she remembered everything. Finding Jack in the woods, the escape from the burning house, the night in the cave, and the rescue by Jack’s friends. Shane and Max.

The men had all seemed on the same wavelength back in Virginia. Now they sounded like they were in the middle of a bitter argument.

She pushed herself up, focusing on the dream to fix it in her mind before it evaporated. She’d relived the experiences of the past couple of days. Alone.

But someone should have been with her.

She made a snorting sound. She was no Freudian analyst, but she was pretty sure she knew what that meant. In her subconscious, she needed Jack Brandt, but she damn well wasn’t going to allow herself to depend on him or anyone else, now that they were back in the real world.

She shook her head. The real world? Not quite.

With a sense of determination, she climbed out of bed and straightened the covers, then headed for the bathroom. She wanted to go find out what the fuss was downstairs, but the dream stopped her.

Leaning over the sink, she peered at herself in the mirror. Her face was flushed, and she splashed it with cold water before using the facilities. Next she took a look at the bite marks on her arm. The wound was healing.

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