Gabby

My head is pounding the next morning, and Barrett is still in bed with me although the sun seems as if it's high in the sky. It streams brightly through his bedroom window as if my life isn't in the depths of a fiery black hole. There's a quiet knock at Barrett's door. He makes a noise in the back of his throat that sounds like come in, but I don't open my eyes to let him know I'm awake. At least not yet.

"Is she doing okay? I made y’all some breakfast ...