C8 Eight

Zoey's POV

I dreamt of a little blue-eyed boy and car crashes. When I woke, I'm still sitting in the middle of the bed, with Chris sleeping in my lap. There's a frown on his face even when he's sleeping. He thinks I didn't notice his inattention yesterday. He was staring into the space with his eyebrows creased, like he's thinking hard about something. Then