Curiosity Killed the Kat
“When I opened my eyes I went through that jumble of confusion that happens when you wake up in a strange bed. My first thought was that it had all been a horrible dream and Steven would be coming in with coffee or a request for me to pick up his dry cleaning that day. And then I remembered that Steven wouldn’t be bringing me coffee and I would never be running his errands again. And then the moment I remembered that, I remembered my mother was dead and I couldn’t turn to her for help.
For a second it all felt like it was pressing down on me, trying to suffocate me again, the way I’d felt last night on Mrs. Foote’s couch. I had to make an effort to lift those feelings away from me and bury my fear and grief deep inside so it wouldn’t crush me. I blinked quickly to keep the tears from falling. I had to be strong today, and do something to get us out of this mess. But right now, I had to find out who was knocking on the door.
I got out of bed and pulled open the bedroom door.
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