James Rossi

Lay Me Down

HO-OOOO. HO-OOOO. HO-OOOO. Consciousness crept in, following the hole left by the hoots. Awareness bled from the opening and he grunted, squeezing his eyes to keep their seal. An ache in his hip forced him to roll and the push of the pillow on his face popped his eyelid just enough to catch the red digital glow from his clock. He shut it out.