Chapter 221

• Mike yawned and stretched in his bed. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. His chest felt like it had been punched repeatedly with a sledgehammer. Heartache was like that, Sarah had said. "You made your bed, you lie in it."
• She hadn't been happy with his announcement. None of them had been. He knew it was just because they just weren't seeing as clearly as he was. He sighed and headed to the bathroom.
• Mike stepped into the shower and couldn't help but think about all that had happened.