Una
The hours and terrain speed by in a blur, every few hours we stop for comfort breaks and take away food, they change drivers and we’re off again.
I know I have spent much of my life recently in a chair but I feel stiff and creeky and unable to stretch or find relief. I am restless and honestly afraid to fall back asleep again in case he is there waiting for me, ready to destroy another precious memory.
Another night falls, the sky is inky and full of stars. I watch the full moon shining its light on us but there is an eeriness about it tonight. I feel a sense of foreboding for what is to come.
My sleepy eyes fight to stay open but the motion of the car rocks me to sleep despite my best efforts.
My dream takes me to a strange place one that I do not recognise. I am in a bedroom
