Shattered Sanity

I laughed harder at that thought, tipping my head back and staring at the ceiling. “Or a psychiatrist. Or someone with a clipboard. Because this is not normal. This is not how a sane person reacts.”

Cole took a careful step toward me. “Hey. You are scaring me.”

“That makes two of us,” I snapped, and then I laughed again.

“Do you know what is crazy?” I said, my voice climbing. “I am standing her