Jasmine

After that encounter, sleep was out of the question.

My heartbeat was erratic. Goose bumps prickled my flesh, yet I was suddenly warm. There was one place I enjoyed going when I couldn’t sleep.

A long time ago, Dario changed one of the rooms on the first floor from a sitting room to a theater room. I couldn’t begin to estimate the number of afternoons and late nights I’d spent in the comfy large recliners. Possible titles of favorite movies raced through ...