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if Luke didn't come? Panicked, desperate, my mind
raced like a caged bird. Rye Whiskey! I must get him
to help me! Or Troy! Or Parsons! Anybody! Please
somebody help me get away from this madman! What
had he done to my grandmother to make her run
away? I could barely stand to think about it. The only
thing that comforted me was the realization that it
would soon be morning. I embraced myself as tightly
as I could, the way Mommy would hold me to her
whenever I had a bad dream and she came to my bed.
And this was more than a bad dream. This was a
living nightmare. I was afraid to fall asleep again, afraid that I would awaken once more to Tony naked at my side, but my eyelids grew heavy and I slipped
into an exhausted slumber.
"Good morning," Tony sang cheerfully. My
eyelids fluttered open and I saw him opening the
curtains wide. The bright sunlight turned away each
and every shadow. He raised the windows to permit
more air, and the curtains began a happy little jig over
the windowsill. I didn't lift my head from the pillow.
Instead, I lay there silently, watching him move about
the room. He was dressed in a clean, light blue silk
robe and looked unbelievably chipper. Was he pretending so I would think that none of what happened
last night really happened?
"I'll have your breakfast in a jiffy," he said.
"Being nice to me this morning isn't going to help,
Tony. I haven't forgotten last night."
"Last night?" He turned, smiling. "Oh . . last
night. You mean when I yelled at you downstairs. I've
already explained and apologized for that, Annie. You
shouldn't hold grudges. All of us make mistakes." "I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about
