still on Lyndora time. Jason slept silently in his bed as I gazed at the ceiling from his sofa trying to take everything in. I dreaded going home and I loathed thinking about what life at home after dad would be like. In a strange way, I felt closer to dad now than I had since I was a boy. I thou...
Margaret scampered back to the door to listen to the footsteps of Michael Cheevers as he left his apartment and descended the stairs. It was exactly seven a.m. She rushed over to the second-story window overlooking the street, and watched as Cheevers exited wearing his red baseball cap that had b...