AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is a perfect example of what a short chapter is.
Orangebronco: Sara was, in a sense, explaining that if Nick did come and keep her company, it wouldn't be the same as having Greg there.
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i wake up in a cold sweat. i guess i screamed because catherine comes rushing in to ask if i am okay.
she asks if it was a bad dream, like she has no idea what horrible images are running through my mind.
i tell her i saw greg falling down the cement stairs over and over.
except when he reached the bottom, i didn't have enough time to pull out my phone and dial 911 before his blood seeped out all over the pavement, meaning that he was dead.
she came and sat down on the side of the bed where greg usually lays down, and i yell at her to get off.
catherine looks hurt, but when i grab his pillow and shove it over my face, smelling him and begin crying, she understands.
just a year ago, she lost her husband and almost lost lindsey.
except i don't have a husband and definitely don't have a kid.
i was hoping it would be greg and a little girl named alicia.