R&T: Chapter Sixty-Eight

Thom

Thom tossed and turned, ruffling his hair, his head in his hands as he stared wide-eyed at the ceiling throughout the night. Although he believed he must have fallen asleep at some point, he had no memory of it. Instead, he drifted through a series of wakeful moments until he finally sat up on the edge of his bed, the sun casting an orange glow across t…