Chapter 13
Shana tossed and turned most
of the night. She was caught in a nightmare where she was running through town in the
middle of the night, only wearing her nightgown. It felt so real. The night air
felt cold on her skin and the wind blew her nightgown against her legs. Her
feet hurt; they felt bruised by the sharp rocks on the ground. She looked down and
realized that she was barefoot.
She didn’t know why she
was running, or from whom. She knew only that she had to get somewhere before
it was too late. Then she noticed the church looming in front of her. Why
would she want to go into the church in the middle of the night? Why was she
running up the stairs to the tall bell tower? She was terrified of heights and
would never willingly climb up a tower. What was happening to her?
The next moment she was
gazing over the ledge—high up in the tower—looking down at the town below her.
Everything seemed small and insignificant. She felt small and unimportant. She
just wanted to fly away and be free.
She stood up on the narrow
ledge and spread her arms out wide; she wanted to know what it felt like to be
free from this town and all the fear that she’d felt trapped in since she moved
here. She would miss Linda, but knew that Linda would be much happier without
her and her paranoid fears.
In the distance she heard someone calling
her name. She tried to ignore it, but kept hearing her name being called over and
over again. She looked down and noticed Sam standing below her on the sidewalk,
yelling out her name and telling her how much he cared for her. She gazed into
his green eyes and realized that she didn’t want to leave him. And what was she doing standing on a ledge in the middle of the night?
She felt like she’d just
been released from a trance. She called down to Sam, “I don’t know how I got up here, and I don’t
think that I can get down by myself.”
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