Chapter Sixteen

Neil couldn’t remember the dream, nor the last words on the pages, but he woke up in a cold sweat, his heart hammering. He found his glasses and book had fallen to the floor and picked them up. As he did so, he saw the time, and scrambled to get out the door before he was late to get to the Music Box.

“Oh, I’m glad to see you.” Sally had a beaming smile to show she meant it. “I’ve got a few updates for you.” Clifton was stocking again, and at the state, Clara and Jon were warming up.

“Should we talk now?”