Chapter 12

My body finally had its fill of sleep around two o’clock in the morning.  I felt fully rested and fidgety.  I needed to either get out of bed or find something to do in bed that would occupy my attention. I lay wishing I’d put a television in my bedroom like I’d been contemplating doing so that I could entertain myself.  I was in the middle of reading a good mystery, but the novel was in the living room downstairs.

When I could stand it no more, I climbed out of bed and pulled my terry robe on over my tee shirt and jersey shorts.  Sliding my feet into my slippers, I padded my way to the top of the grand staircase. 

Memories of my horrific dreams popped into my head and I stood at the top of the stairs and looked off into the darkness of the wing I’d dreamed Jacob was wandering. I rubbed my eyes when I saw something move through the darkness.  Peter wasn’t back, was he? 

Knowing Angela was gone, I s