Chapter 7
The dream didn’t surprise him. Ever since Spencer had first heard Kip Palmer’s voice in that awful movie, he’d had more than one night spent inside an imaginary Kip’s head. After the nightmares about the car accident had stopped, other details had started to trickle into his subconscious. Like the many parties Kip seemed to be at, the beautiful young people he was surrounded by, the ones who flocked to him without his even having to try.
That was part of why Spencer knew they were just dreams. People didn’t flock to him. He had a tendency to scare them away with his various passions.
But tonight’s dream was different. For starters, he wasn’t in Los Angeles, but somewhere more arid, brown mountains in the distance and long stretches of flat land all the way up to them. He leane
