Blue Christmas (The Moody Blue Trilogy | Book One) by Moody Diane

Author:Moody, Diane [Moody, Diane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: OBT Bookz
Published: 2011-09-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Cobwebs everywhere. The more she tried to brush them away, the more entangled they became. They seemed to be growing . . . tying knots in themselves and wrapping around everything in their path—including her. They tickled her face at first, no matter how much she pushed them away. Then, as if someone flipped a switch, the webs morphed into high speed, encircling her face like the tattered rags on a mummy. She fought them, frantically trying to clear them before they strangled her.

“No! No! Get them off me!” she screamed. “Help me! Get them . . . noooooo!”

She felt hands gripping her arms. Strong hands shaking her.

“Help me! I can’t breathe! I can’t—”

“Hannah! Wake up!” Jason gently patted her face. “Wake up! You’re just dreaming.”

Her eyes flew open. Jason’s face was only a couple inches from her own. “But . . . there were cobwebs . . . and they were—”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace. “Shhhh. There are no cobwebs. Just a bad dream, that’s all. I’m here. Everything’s okay. I’m right here.” He rocked her gently back and forth, until she slowly relaxed against him.

“Jason, it was so horrible. I couldn’t see anything and these cobwebs were wrapping themselves all around me and—”

“Don’t talk about it anymore, okay? Try to get it out of your mind. You’re okay, I promise you,” he whispered, pulling her face toward him to look at her eye to eye. “I’m right here, Hannah, and I won’t leave you, okay? I promise you that.”

Still shaking, she stared into his reassuring eyes, wanting to believe him. Embarrassment slowly washed over her. She dropped her head into her hands. “I feel like such an idiot. I’m sorry. I don’t know why—”

“Hey, after the last couple of days, it’s a wonder we’re all not having nightmares.” He pulled back, raising his arms over his head with an exaggerated loud yawn.

“No wonder people in hospitals are sick—the beds alone will kill you,” he laughed quietly.

During the wee hours of the morning, after leaving the emotional gathering in Jackson’s room with all the others, Hannah and Jason had drifted down the hospital wing to one of the rooms set aside for all of them. They sat together, side by side, in one of the narrow hospital beds. With the head of the bed cranked up at almost a ninety-degree angle, they watched television as a diversion. Apparently they had fallen asleep. The television was still on.

Jason dropped his legs off the side of the bed. “Whoa,” he moaned, rubbing the small of his back. “My back feels like one huge knot. Ooohhhh . . . that hurts. I’m in serious pain here.”

Hannah pulled her hair off her neck. “Jason, I hate to tell you this, but you sound like an old man. You want me to ring the nurse for some oxygen? Maybe some prunes or a laxative or something?”

He looked over his shoulder at her, returning a mischievous smile. “You,” he crawled back toward her, “are not nice.

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