“Will he?” Julia asked.
The dream lingered in her mind, but like the others, it was more like reliving a memory. It reminded her of someone being shown the highlights reel of their life. The only place this would get an audience in Hell.
“Why can’t I fucking remember his name?” Julia asked.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.