Chapter 216

CLARA

I wake up because something is shaking.

Not gentle shaking, like when Mommy tries to wake me up for school and says, “Rise and shine, sleepyhead.”

This is rough. Like someone grabbed my shoulder and moved me too fast.

My head hurts. My eyes feel sticky. My mouth tastes like when I forget to brush my teeth after eating candy.

Everything is blurry.

Everything is loud.

The car is moving