Julie sat up in bed. She was drenched in sweat, her chest heaving.
Bright sunlight poured into the room, giving Julie a little bit of comfort. Nothing could hide in the sunlight. No ghosts or goblins threatened to pounce on her during the day.
Being back in that room was startling enough. It looked as if she had never left. Her mother had torn the rest of the house apart, getting rid of so much, but apparently she hadn’t touched Julie’s room. She had even left the picture Julie had kept of her and Brian, sitting on the dock down by the lake, propped up against the dresser’s giant mirror.
She sighed, a buzzing sound stopped her trip down memory lane dead in it’s tracks.
She got out of bed and reached for her vibrating cell phone which was threatening to topple off the small table that had been set up right next to the giant window that overlooked the front garden.
It was her agent.
She sighed, smiling. A little business as usual is just what she needed.
"Laura, what is it?" Julie was happy to hear her voice sounded so strong, confident.
It was all a nightmare. She closed her eyes and rubbed her sweat drenched forehead.
She needed a shower.
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