Chapter 3
Caleb woke in a sweat, his hands trembling, heart racing, and eyes burning with anger and sadness at memories he couldn’t stop from haunting him. He sat up in bed, kicking his legs off the edge and planting his feet firmly on the ground, reassuring himself he was back in reality.
He ran a hand through his hair and glanced over to the clock on his nightstand. It was only four in the morning, and only four hours since he’d fallen asleep, but there was no way he’d be able to go back to sleep now. If he was going to make it through the day, there was only one thing he could do.
Hitting the trails on his bike, bringing him into the depths of the woods, was the only thing that would clear his mind. So he pulled on a pair of bike shorts, slipped into a light weight t-shirt, and heade
