Chapter 13

He woke up the next morning with a sad heart. His mind kept going back to the scene from last night with the moonlight. To figure out what was going on, he had to talk to Alice.

He got up and dressed as the warm sun came in through his blinds. He looked nervous as his fingers fumbled with the buttons on his clean white shirt. The smell of clean clothes made him take a deep breath and feel a little better.

He took out the phone next to his bed and felt its cool surface. "Hello, kitchen?" Could you please have Alice bring me coffee in my room? "Thanks."

Carson walked around the room quickly, letting his soft carpet feel each step. Each second of waiting was marked by the clock on the wall, which seemed to be ticking faster than normal.

He jumped when he heard a soft knock on the door. He called, "Come in," but his voice was a little rough.

Alice walked in with a silver tray that held a hot coffee pot and cups. It smelled rich and mixed with the light floral scent that Alice always seeme