Day Seven

235 A.M.

I just want to sleep. I hear the wind, I smell the trees, and I am overthinking everything right now. The smells of magnolias are in the air. I think of my mother.

There are so many thoughts in my head. I remember KoKo bringing me to this cabin as a child. The cabin that is in between all the worlds feels safe. It was a place for me and my brother to just be children, a place where we could build a fire and play in the grass. I can’t believe I had forgotten this place.

Life is so strange. Here I am back in...