Excerpt: May

I recalled with fondness Lady Elizabeth's soft eyes and warm smile, she had opened for me door I had not even though they existed. And I though of Chris, the blond boy, looking way too young for his height. For some reason his face kept popping into my mind and hated it. I had never been one to have crushes on boys, it was Carrie's thing, and in addition to that this one was not even a pleasant one. I turned over to lie on my belly and bury my head in the pillow. Trying to urge my mind to think of something else I let the loud voice of the heavy rain outside lull me to an oblivious state.
I never knew whether I sleep at all or whether I just slipped into a restless lethargy, but the next thing I knew my mind was suddenly called back to the world by a knock on my door. At first I thought I was mistaken and in fact, how could I have heard something with the rain outside. But my body told me otherwise. I sat straight up in my bed, propped on my pillow and wide awake, straining my ears, waiting for the knock again. Despite the heavy comforter I was cold, my skin tingled and my hairs were standing erect on my arms. I was intimately convinced that there was someone out there, though I could see no light from under the door I knew they were there. I remained like that, all the muscles in my body tensed, for what seemed to me long agonizing hours, unable to lay down again and even more so to go back to sleep.