The Lone Star Lonely Hearts Club
“Something pressed into my cheek, but I was too bleary to know—or care—what it was. Groaning, I raised my head, ever so slowly, the crick in my neck making it impossible to move my chin from right to left without a lot of wincing involved. I’d fallen asleep with my contacts in, and they stuck uncomfortably to my corneas, my vision hazy until I blinked a couple dozen times and loosened things up.
The computer tower at my feet still whirred quietly, and shooting stars zipped across the screensaver.... I couldn’t remember if I’d dreamed, though I had a vague recollection of glimpsing my mother in that hideous wig and scary eyeglasses leaning over me.
It’s a wonder I hadn’t awakened screaming.
I wiped the slobber from my chin and glanced across the keyboard to the spot where I’d reclined my head atop a legal pad before I’d nodded off. An uncapped marker lay across my nearly illegible scribbles, and I raised a hand gingerly to my cheek, afraid of what I’d see on my skin when I made it to the bathroom mirror.MoreLess
The computer tower at my feet still whirred quietly, and shooting stars zipped across the screensaver.... I couldn’t remember if I’d dreamed, though I had a vague recollection of glimpsing my mother in that hideous wig and scary eyeglasses leaning over me.
It’s a wonder I hadn’t awakened screaming.
I wiped the slobber from my chin and glanced across the keyboard to the spot where I’d reclined my head atop a legal pad before I’d nodded off. An uncapped marker lay across my nearly illegible scribbles, and I raised a hand gingerly to my cheek, afraid of what I’d see on my skin when I made it to the bathroom mirror.MoreLess
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