Hannah wasn’t certain which had awakened her—the brittle crackling sounds or the shiny yellow flames.|
I breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Josh wasn’t knocked out or something. "I almost knocked over the eggs! Hannah shrugged. "I just am." She didn’t really feel like telling her mother in regards to the nightmare, about how good it felt simply to be alive. Hannah sat up in bed, her heart pounding, her mouth as dry as cotton.
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