As bad as Friday had been, Sunday was worse. I lay in bed as sluggish time ticked by. Since starting at General, I’d been attending church there instead of my family’s church. Right now I couldn’t imagine going to either of them.
Life had been so simple when I’d been on the cusp of realizing the dreams everyone had had for me, dreams I’d had for myself. What the f**k had happened?
Eyes closed, I pictured myself on some expanse of ground. To my right, several feet away, was a set of ecclesiastical robes—mine, if I would but go and put them on. On my left was something I couldn’t quite identify: an amorphous shape, almost a human form, swaying and humming in a way that was almost sultry.
The robes pulled at me, and I felt myself move toward them. Even as I did, though, a force from the hu
