Carrigan

The alarm chirped on my nightstand, and lifting my arm felt like lifting a weight over my head.  I didn’t sleep again after I was awoken in the middle of the night. My brain spent the rest of the night remembering my past. I thought of what happened after that party. I thought about how he came back after that.

I shook my head, remembering he was my past.

I groaned at the idea of going to work, wanting to call in sick for ...