CHAPTER 15: DATE

“Sweetheart, come down and eat. Your breakfast is going to get cold!” Palmer

heard her mom. She groaned, covering herself with her soft blanket, not in the mood for

anything. Knowing her friends were in the hospital made her want to stay in bed, sulking

all day. Palmer looked at the ceiling, thinking about them when she heard a knock on

the door.

“Come on, sweet pea. It’s time to come out of the room. You have to eat and

then...