Amy’s good mood lasted until she crawled into bed. Her head hit the pillow, crunching down on the envelope she’d hidden beneath it. Reaching back she pulled it out, feeling the DVD slide out and onto the floor with a thunk. Sighing, she twisted to lean over the bed and grab it, careful not to drop the disk when she saw the case came apart from impact. Flicking the lamp on, she sat up and placed everything in her lap to fix. Snapping the case back together, Amy opened it to replace the disk when she hesitated. Her thumb ran along the smooth curved edge. Biting her lip, a curiosity buried deep inside surfaced. One that she had been bound and determined to fend off until she had no choice but to face it. Maybe it was the events of the last few days lowering her guard. Or she was finally in a place to start healing and taking back control of her life. Whatever it was, it sent her out of bed and sneaking through the house to the front door with the DVD in hand.