CHAPTER 41

Lola woke up in the middle of the night gasping, sweating, and with her entire body flush with fear. Nightmares she already couldn’t remember all that well drifted through her mind like spider silk on the wind. She was glad the nightmares were indistinct and were already being forgotten. Judging by the way she was breathing heavily, her skin soaked with sweat, and her fear making her blood run icy cold, she was sure she didn’t want to remember them anyway. She looked over at Russel and found him still sleeping. He barely moved and she would’ve been terrified something was wrong but she heard soft snoring. He was so still, even the steady rising and falling of his chest was barely perceptible. Without the sounds of his snores, she might have completely freaked out. Reassured that he was okay, more than okay really considering most of the damage done by his father had fully healed now, she got out of the bed and walked over to the fireplace. The logs were a dim, sullen red color. The f