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yourself. Maybe you
should let people in and allow yourself to see the benefit of having people who
love you. It isn’t that bad, having people care about you.”
    He was
hitting way too close to home. I never pictured him knowing me this well. “I
will think about it, Sam. It’s just not that easy for me.”
    “I know it
isn’t, and all I ask is that you try. Tomorrow, a few friends of mine are
meeting me at the café down the street from the stadium at noon. You want to
go?”
    I thought
about it. Maybe the trick to finding answers would be being social for once,
even if it was out of my comfort zone. Sam was getting closer to me than I ever
expected, but I needed to be sure to remember the only reason I was getting out
with a group of people was to find somebody like me.
    “I think I
might do that,” I said, making up my mind.
    “Seriously?
Yes! You better not back out on me or I will drag you out of that apartment
even if you’re in sweatpants. Hanging up now so you don’t change your mind.
Bye, babe!”
    My phone beeped
as he disconnected the call and I finally decided to get up off the floor and
change into sweatpants. I also wanted to get this bra off more than anything.
There was no feeling in the world like taking off uncomfortable shoes and your
bra after a night like tonight. I bounced on one foot while bending over,
taking one boot off and then the other. I opened the double doors leading to my
bedroom, and I sighed as my bra came off, then my outfit, and finally, I was in
my comfortable clothes. If only I could get away with walking around like this
I would be in heaven, but I was no slob.
    Making
sure my alarm clocks were off and my cell phone was on the charger, I tore the
covers back and leaped into bed. I checked my email with the laptop to see if
anyone had any work for me. I started doing consultant work for several large
companies in the area, and the pay was infrequent, but large enough for me to
live without working behind a desk all day. There was an email from a company I
worked closely with on several jobs, but that would wait until Monday.
    I closed
the laptop and put it on my nightstand, clicking off the lamp. Tomorrow was
another day that hopefully would be less hectic as the experiences at the club.
Closing my eyes, I did breathing techniques to clear my mind of all thoughts.
It was a trick I learned to stop the premonition dreams because they left me
exhausted. Saying a little prayer, I fell asleep.

Chapter
Four

 
 
 
    The
sunlight was casting a glare across my face, and no matter which way I turned,
it was just too bright for me to sleep in past ten. It was Saturday morning,
and even though I was full of trepidation, I was meeting with Sam and company
at noon.
    Grabbing
my robe, I went into the kitchen and started the coffeemaker. I had gotten in
the habit of drinking coffee in the morning when I lived in Seattle for a few
months. It was too cold and rainy for my liking, so I moved back to Indiana so
I could experience all four seasons again. I made damn sure I was hours away
from that sleepy town I was raised in, though. After the coffee was started, I
made my way to the shower. The hot water sluiced down my body, waking me
slowly. I promised myself a bath in the next few days, as I was due some
relaxation. Shutting the water off, I wrapped myself into a towel and slapped
on some makeup and deodorant, then headed to look for something to wear. My
closet was full of clothes in tidy order. Jeans in one section, tank tops,
sweaters, and so forth. Shoes were lined in the lower rack in order from
flip-flops to boots. Since March in Indiana can be chilly, I decided to throw
on a pair of jeans tucked into boots, with a blue T-shirt which read: “I’m
fluent in sarcasm” across the front. I covered it with a black zip-up fleece. I
inspected my thin, five-foot-nine frame in the mirror and did a quick turn.
Deciding I looked decent enough, I tossed my phone into my purse. I walked