Chapter 42. World Without Skull

And the dreams! 

Sometimes she woke up screaming, other times, crying. On one occasion she’d woken up to an intense orgasm after an erotic dream about Skull. That had left her totally shattered because she’d ended up being so horny and angry and strangely, ashamed. 

After her initial queries about a man with a skull tattooed on his forehead, Tanesha stopped asking because it had occurred to her that if for whatever miraculous intervention, Skull had survived that bloodbath, telling people about who he was could actually put him into trouble. So she’d stopped asking. She’d become a shell. After a month of intense therapy, she’d finally gone back to school two days earlier. Everyone knew there was not going to be a problem at all catching up after two months of absence as Tanesha was a really bright student. 

But the Tanesha who joined her class was a totally different one. She didn’t talk much. Even her crazy friend, Caroline, couldn’t get Tanesha