She watched without fear as the ceiling shivered and then disappeared, the roof ripped from the hotel, receding upwards and away from her into a dark green sky with stars so bright that they shone through the roiling clouds. Her grandmother leaned down next to her ear and whispered not to worry, that the wind couldn’t get down into the room. Right when she started remembering that her grandmother had died years ago, her history professor started banging on a chalkboard and asking her why she was always so late to class.
Collin sat on the next bed and watched Adrienne mumbling to herself in a fitful, illness-induced sleep. As he got up to go wet another washcloth for her forehead, he swore to himself he would never let her eat at a seafood buffet again.
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