part of her I could hold onto, refusing to let her go. I knew if I let her go, I could no longer protect her from whatever danger she was facing.
“Faye!” My name was different this time, the little girl’s lips moved, but her voice was no longer strange to me. As I looked down at our clasped, black and white hands, the vision began to fade.
“Faye!” Again the second voice came, more urgent and insistent this time. In the back of my mind, I knew the little girl was a dream, but part of me knew I had to stay with her. She needed me to protect her from some great danger.
A violent shaking took over my body, and when I opened my eyes again, I was staring up at Mattie, her hands on my shoulders, jolting me from my dream.
“Faye, you have got to quit doing that!” She half screamed with a glare that was as terrified as it was concerned, bringing her hand up to her heart and sighing with relief.
“Doing what?” I asked, yawning in confusion.
“These dreams you keep having. You yell out in your sleep and I can’t wake you. It’s terrifying. Like you’ve been possessed or something,” Mattie sat down beside me on the bed and began to take off her sneakers.
“I’ve been dreaming a lot?”
“Every night for the last few weeks,” she stood and walked over to the door, removing her shoes beside my boots.
“What do I say in my sleep?” I asked, fearing I may have shared my secrets.
“You mumbled weird things, like another language. And I can’t wake you once it starts. Half the time I sleep with a pillow over my head.” She grabbed a bottle of water from our mini fridge and offered one to me. I nodded my head and held my hands out for her to toss it to me. Grabbing one for herself, she came back to sit on my bed.
“Sorry if I’ve kept you up,” I offered, taking a small sip of water.
“Maybe you should get more exercise. You would sleep better,” she raised her eyebrows in a hopeful way, and gave me a smile.
“Start running with you in the mornings?” I wrinkled my nose as if the thought of getting up any earlier was physically painful.
“Well, since that all your running is on horseback, I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t be able to keep up with me,” she leaned into me as she joked, which was kind of odd. Mattie was always so focused, she hardly ever cracked jokes.
“Please, I could out run you with my eyes closed!” I snorted as if she had insulted me, and shot a sassy look over my shoulder at her.
“Want to make a bet?” Her eyes gleamed with the promise of a challenge.
“I’ll take you on anytime, Mattie. You just say when and where.” My competitive streak was coming out, and even though I knew Mattie would leave me in the dust, I was enjoying joking around with her. Besides, what was a little foot race between friends?
“Great. Tonight. We’re running the redwoods with Thomas’ friends.” Mattie tossed a victorious smile over her shoulder as she stood up and tossed her black bob in a sassy way, imitating the look I had given her earlier.
“You tricked me!” I yelled at her, totally at a loss how our conversation had gone from me having bad dreams to running the redwoods with her.
“And you walked right into it. Be ready at sundown. No excuses.” Mattie grabbed her shower bucket and robe and headed out the door.
I was still sitting on my bed, wondering how in the world that had just happened so fast. Of course it was totally lame, but I was looking forward to ordering a pizza and watching a movie, my usual Friday night routine. Now that Seth and Sam were together, I hated being the fifth wheel.
But a bet was a bet, and Mattie wasn’t the kind of girl that took ‘No’ for an answer.
At sundown, I was dutifully dressed in a pair of Mattie’s running shorts, tee shirt and a fleece jacket. The nights were already getting chilly, and the shady forest was always colder than St. Annes campus.
It seemed silly, but the lingering human parts of me were