“I’d never Shifted knowing that I was going back to a drugged version of myself. The idea terrified me, and once again I had to run to the bathroom and throw my head over the toilet. Peach tart is disturbingly self-preserving. I don’t know how many times I was sick, only that it was a new record. As the minutes ticked by, my level of franticness built. I had absolutely no way to prepare for what was to come, and no way of controlling it after the Shift. I hated it at the best of times – Shifting from one life to the next. I’d worked hard over the years to perfect the routines that meant I had to face as little of this panic as possible. This time, even more so than Shifting with Dex’s tongue down my throat, that one small element of myself I usually had control over had been stolen from me. I threw up again. Finally, determined not to Shift back to Wellesley tomorrow night to find myself mid-vomit and over the toilet, I forced myself to my feet and shuffled back to bed. I slid between ...the sheets just in time to take a series of shaky breaths before midnight struck and I Shifted.MoreLessShow More Show Less
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