Thinking Of Her

Talia stood by the arrival gates, impatiently waiting for Carrie to walk through. She hadn’t really known how much she’d needed Carrie around until she woke up that morning. Sleeping in Rafe’s condo, in his bed, shook her up more than she’d thought possible. She’d had the worst nightmare of her life.

Since that day, she’d been having nightmares, but not as bad. She’d convinced herself that the drug was doing a number on her psyche because she never could remember the nightmare. But last night…

She remembered the fear, fighting for what felt like her life. She remembered being on her back, looking up at someone holding her down but everything was hazy. Though she couldn’t remember the face of her assailant, she remembered the voices and one stood out. It was menacing, scary and promised such horror, she woke up in the middle of an asthma attack.

It was a good thing she had a habit of sleeping with her inhaler