Flashback ( PDFDrive )

So now the Neverseen even got to control her thoughts.
“I gotta say,” Keefe said, settling back against his cot’s pillows, “the
explanation didn’t make a whole lot of sense. Something about bridges
and bullies—”
“I thought it was about monsters,” Ro interrupted.
“Yeah, there was something about those too,” Keefe agreed. “But it
was mostly about boring Shade stuff and . . .” He faked a huge, loud
yawn.
“Still . . . I’m guessing it’s kind of a big deal,” he added gently, “if
you’re chugging those every night.”
He pointed to the vials of bright pink elixir lined up next to her cot,
making her cheeks turn a similar color. And there was nothing she
could say.
“Okay,” Keefe said, leaning closer, “I’m pretty sure I’m not going to
get an honest answer to this question, but I’m going to start there
anyway: How are you holding up?”
“I’m fine.”
He raised one eyebrow.
“I am! The treatments are working now. I’m getting a little better
every day. No more setbacks. No more nightmares.”
“Cool. Now how about you try that again with the truth?”
“That is the truth.”
It just wasn’t the whole story.
But she was supposed to be staying positive, which meant she
couldn’t think about the fact that she’d been stuck in the same
position in the same cot, staring at the same four walls for over a
week. And she definitely couldn’t think about the fact that Elwin had
no idea how much longer it was going to take before she could leave—