Chapter 81

“Yay!” We said it in unison.

“I kind of think I might have actually been in Heaven.”

“Wait!” Patrick’s smile faded. “You died?” He grabbed the loose gray Batman costume fabric at my shoulder. “I should call 911 again.”

“No.” I reached up to stroke his beard. “I’m pretty sure I didn’t die. The way things panned out, though, with Jefferson being reunited with those he loves, including Cavin, it had to have happened recently, I think. My latest waking theory is Jefferson comes to me when my mind is clearest, which is mostly when I’m asleep. There’s a lot of stuff up here, still.” I used Patrick’s finger to tap my forehead. “Even my dreams are controlled by my insecurities and racing thoughts sometimes.”

“I wish you didn’t have those.”