Chapter 70

• *Danika*
• I kept tossing on the bed unable to find sleep. Everything replayed in my head like some sort of video CD that I couldn't just format. Particularly Alonso's aggravated face across the table when his mother said those horrible words. It was surreal. Then there was Paisley. Her anger, and the way it washed over her, overtaking her usual calm exterior. It all kept flashing through my head, refusing to let go.
• I tossed to face the window, looking out to the dark night while listening to the creatures of the night's noises tear up the silence. It soothed me somehow knowing that I wasn't the only one who couldn't find sleep. There were others out there who were so soaked in their reflection and trauma that they couldn't relent to sleep.