Comfortable Madness First PDF 4-13-18

“What’re you doing?”
“He was here.”
“Butter,” she said.
Even through the door she sounded angry.
“He was here!” I screamed.
“Okay,” she said. “Okay.”
“Okay,” I whispered and opened the door.
“What’s wrong?” Tayla asked.
“It doesn´t make sense,” I said.
She reached out and I flinched and flinched again when she
snapped her hand back to her side. With everything running
through me, a touch, no matter how soft or well meaning, could
kill.
“Sorry,” I said.
She nodded.
“Come back to bed,” she said.
She turned away. I followed, hating every step, hating the
thought of lying down again where Gid could find me.