I woke up the next day wallowing in self-pity because of the disaster yesterday. What should have been a good way for me to get to know the town's people turned into my worst nightmare. Well, not the part where Adam's lips were stuck to mine. Who was I kidding? That was a nightmare too. How was I ever going to look him in the eyes again? But my dreams last night were made up of cryptic messages. Adam's serious face staring at me as things he'd said not just yesterday but on other days, were repeating constantly in my dream . Each time he’d get angrier, more biting with his words, as if having to repeat himself was maddening to him.
“ Why’s the jealous dog been here a few times now “ he’d emphasise on the word dog , “ it would be easier if you f*****g knew “ . " twice you say I’ve seen hi
