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Chapter 11

"Shawn?" Mom said softly. Her hand was pressed against the side of my face. "Are you alright?"

Remnants of my nightmare echoed around me. The scream had been so real that my ears rang from it. But looking into mom's tired face I couldn't bring myself to tell her about it. She would worry about me and I don't want that, especially when she had the candlelight service to think about.

Logan who had rushed in with her when they heard my scream moved away from the door and went to open my windows.

For the first time since I moved here sunlight flooded into the room. It wasn't overly bright like a hot summer day at San Frease but it was bright enough that I could see the clear clouds.

The irony of it all. On a day when the dead was to be mourned, the sun shined the brightest.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

I shook my head and attempted a smile. Her lids were puffy, her eyes were rimmed red, and the green irises didn't sparkle like they used to.

"I'm fine."

"If it's a nightmare..."

"I'm just
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