Chapter Three
It was the flickering light that woke her. Alexa stirred and groped for the pillow that wasn’t there, groped for the nice, soft comforter that wasn’t there either, and finally sat up, yawning. She looked around, disoriented, wondering where she was for a moment, and then remembered.
She had no way of telling what time it was, but the sun seemed to be pretty low in the sky. There was just enough of a gap in the foliage for it to shine through in places, and just enough of a breeze moving the branches to cause the flickering light that had awakened her. She stood up, stretched and looked around. She didn’t see anyone, and she didn’t hear anyone. She did hear some birds singing, and the faint sound of the wind in the trees sounded soothing. What would be more soothing was hot
