Even if Adah wasn't mostly paralyzed on one side of her body, she wouldn't have wanted to move from where she was when she woke up late Saturday morning, anyway. It took just a fleeting moment to recall; not the lonely, slightly musty mattress of her small dormitory bed, but, instead, the large, soft bed of her hotel room at the Arms, wrapped in ( Read more... )

Adah supposed it was a good thing that she wasn't one who took travel particularly well, causing her to do nothing more than collapse on the bed of her room and take a nap after putting in a quick phone call. There was a carnival, she knew, but she also knew that the ridiculous dance itself would be a carnival all of itself and she was supposed to ( Read more... )