Chapter 170

• Tomorrow?" I ask with a yawn as I look around the room searching for something that will tell me how long I've actually been asleep. My head feels incredibly fuzzy and I'm still tired.
• "Yeah, for the funeral," Leah's usually happy voice becomes strangely monotone, as though she is trying to block her emotions.
• I spot a watch and realize that I've been asleep for almost three hours. Jesus. Standing up, I move over to the kitchen to get some water and I can feel Leah follow behind me.