Twenty-OneIt took me a few minutes to understand exactly where I was upon waking in a strange bed, in a strange room. Even crawling into bed seemed a blur, much less falling asleep. The only thing I did remember was that Sarah was on my mind. Who is or was the girl that now haunted my dreams?
I laid there in bed, staring up at the ceiling trying hard to recall my dream from last night and all my other dreams since they had started. Bits and pieces came flooding back but there was no making sense of any of it. Throwing off the light sheet which covered me, I sat up, filled with anticipation. I had to understand what was happening, they were no longer dreams to me but messages from another time and place.
I grabbed my robe from the back of the bedroom door, pulled it on and made my way tow
