“So the good thing is Joe’s already taken back the animals,” Keira stared out the window of the pickup as they bounced down the dirt road. “We don’t have to worry about them.”
“Still, let’s try to keep things confined to the house – don’t want it spreading out of control.”
Turning down the driveway, the farmhouse rose before them, and, as twilight crept in it lay buried in heavy shadows. Approaching the house, Keira startled. “Weird. I didn’t think I left the door open.” She looked over at Frank.
He glanced at the open door – darkness lay beyond it. “You think the wind blew it in?”
“No – I locked it, I’m sure of it.”
“Don’t know if you did.” Easing t...
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