Chapter 149 Awry Thanksgiving:>12

• But there was something odd in the finality of her refutation. Like it was somehow less convincing than a half-confession.
• We went quiet after that. Eventually I must have drifted off, though I don't remember doing it. I can't imagine how I fell asleep, being honest. But, at some point, consciousness must have slipped away because the next thing I remember is popping awake to a dark room.
• The bed next to me was empty. The covers folded back.