Chapter58

"Why? Are you doing this yourself??" he asks angrily. "Sheridan! Sheridan!" I begin to scream crying painfully, "He's dead!" He wraps me forcefully in his arms and tries to calm me down. "Be calm, Heather! He promised to be back. He will be." I stare at him. "He'll come back for you," he says. He hugs me. I hug him back, feeling relieved. I close my eyes. By the time I open them, I'm ten years old. Sheridan is sitting by me, his hand holding mine. I smile. He smiles back. We stare at yellow lake together. I'm at peace.* ** "Heather? Heather?? Get up!" I heard Shirley saying. I woke up. I was all sweaty in my bed and my heartbeat was faster than usual. I sat up, breathing fast. "Wh– what happened??" I asked confused. "You had a bad dream. You were screaming Sheridan." I remembered. I put my head in my hands and tried to calm down. "It– it was a very strange dream, Shirl," I said, beginning to sob. "Oh, honey," she hugged me, "What was it about?" she asked. I took my ti