Chapter 9

• Trent
• I heard her leave. She tossed and turned so much last night, I woke up like sixteen times. And usually eleven shots in the span of ten minutes would be enough to sleep through the night, but it wasn’t. I could’ve done a hundred shots and still been unable to sleep last night.
• So I heard her leave. And there was this part of me that wanted to take her hand, pull her back into bed, and say, “It’s OK, Julia. It’s gonna be OK.”