Ch 5. Attie Gives In Note: Sam's had a makeover since Sam, the Tow-Man...That chapter will be updated accordingly as soon as I can get to it...Ch 5. Attie Gives In by ~xialaceleste
“Attie, you’ll make a fat man of me, yet.” Grandpa drawled, rubbing his belly and stretching back in his chair.
“I think that’s impossible Grandpa,” I said, taking my dishes to the sink, and crossing back for the pasta bowl.
Dad, quiet as ever, stared at the wall, as he shoveled another bite of shrimp angel hair pasta into his mouth.
I kissed the side of his forehead. “How is it, Daddy?”
He looked at me as though he just realized I was there, an absent expression on his face
Ch 4. Vision Revealed I swallowed the two large pills grumpily, gulping down enough water to squeeze their chalky awkward bulk down my throat and plunked the glass on top of the breakfast dishes in the sink. Outside the kitchen window, the sky almost matched the wet asphalt of our driveway. Each drop that slanted against the window seemed to hammer into my brain.Ch 4. Vision Revealed by ~xialaceleste
I’d already called Grandpa to ask him to call the high school to excuse me today. He asked me to get another appointment with my neurologist at Emory. I promised I would.
Now I dialed Dr. Amstrong’s office.
“Woodstock Family Psychiatry.”
“This is Attie Haywood. I won’
Prologue - Nightmare Migraines Pain sliced through my skull like a blade of fire. I clenched my teeth on the fleshy base of my thumb, doubling over, clawing at the sheets. I squeezed my eyes against what I knew was coming next.Prologue - Nightmare Migraines by ~xialaceleste
What always came next.
Even with eyes clamped, I clearly saw the room around me: the pale lavendar walls, the white trim and furniture. Though my eyes were shut, my consciousness focused on my homemade striped curtains framing the woods in our backyard.
The curtains were always the first to go up in flames.
This isn’t real. This isn’t real.
The flames writhed up the curtains from the f
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