Chapter 6Drew
My years at Ravensgate flew by, and during my last year there, a strange thing began happening. Images filled my dreams, images of a boy who swam in the warmth of the most beautiful body of water surrounded by a jungle of green. As much as I wanted—yearned—in my dreams to join him, something large and dangerous lurked in those waters, and I was hesitant to approach. Nevertheless, I looked forward to those nights and “seeing” the boy. I wondered where that dream lake was.
During the times when I was home, no mention was made of nightmares and the “woof.” I assumed the Siblings had all grown out of the need for him, although on occasion I would dream of warm bodies nestled trustingly against mine. The problem was afterward I’d have to ask Dad for an advance on my allowance so
