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Chapter 14 I woke up the next morning to sun streaming through my window, blinding me as I tried to sit up. It was just a dream. Just a dream. Oh, thank God that it was just a dream. I wasn’t really crazy. I hadn’t really gone absolutely mad and dug up my husband’s grave. I rolled over, my hair crinkling beneath my cheek. Sure, I couldn’t remember the last time I showered, but my hair could not have gotten that dirty that quickly. I sat up to find myself covered in dried mud. My sheets were hard and stiff with it and my scalp itched with the feeling. My hands were crusted with blood and my fingernails were broken and jag