Dani slipped out from underneath Jonah’s arm. Six in the morning. They’d slept for a few hours. Not long, but enough for her. After the bathroom, she went to the kitchen for coffee, and rested against the counter.
She hadn’t had the nightmares, but she dreamt of Erica instead. Her little sister had been at the end of her bed. She smiled, beautifully, and Dani remembered feeling the love from her sister. It was warming, and it felt pure. When Erica turned and left, that was when Dani woke up. And the weird part was next—she wanted her sister to be there.
It felt so real.
“Hey.”
Dani started, seeing Jonah in the doorway. He asked, “Did you have a nightmare?”
“No, I woke up a few minutes ago.”
“It’s a little after six.” Jonah yawned as he raked a hand through his hair. “I’ll need to go
