CHAPTER 21 - The Moonstone

Clayton stood by the sidewalk outside the clinic and watched as Amarah unlocked the door to enter and turned over the open sign. It’s a bright and sunny Monday morning, and he observed that she still looks rattled from the nightmare she had several hours ago.

Amarah, he noted, seemed to have never gotten whatever she saw in her dream out of her mind.

“Are you coming inside?” She asked softly, looking at him expectantly. “Tracy will go head over heels when she sees you.”

He shook his head slightly.

“I have to be in a meeting in thirty minutes over some discussion on construction supplies,” he answered, lying through his teeth. He gave her an assured smile when she looked a little bit anxious. “I’ll come back after the meeting, and we can have lunch.”

She nodded.

“Amarah?” Clayton called out and waited for her to look at him directly. “Just so you know, in any case y