Chapter 76 The Best Things In Life

Good to his word, Andrew stayed up and talked with me until I was ready to go back to sleep. It took at least another hour, but eventually, I was able to bid Andrew goodnight and fall into a dreamless sleep. Despite how little sleep I got, I felt more rested the next morning than I had after any other nightmare. A couple days later, my hand was fully healed—thank you, werewolf genetics—and I had an appointment with Dr. Sherman. I wasn’t particularly looking forward to the appointment, but I had promised Andrew that I would go once a week, and after the late-night nightmare call, there was no way that I could get out of it now.