Something first-date about it, that shiver, not knowing whom you’re inviting into your life.Dominic shits in the half-light, blinds down, opening the window afterward to clear the smell.Daisy almost wakes, senses something dangerous at the cave’s mouth and turns back to the furs and embers and smoke.Benjy thinks he has had a bad dream, except it’s not a bad dream, is it, because it happened last night. He gets up, hoping to outrun the memory, makes himself a breakfast of Bran Flakes and red grape juice, plays Super Mario and reads Mr. Gum, but when his mind’s eye wanders he sees it watching him, like a hooded figure from an upstairs window.Angela lies looking at the little rose-colored lamp on the bedside table, knowing that something bad is going to happen, not knowing how to prepare for its arrival. Every day she finds out more and understands less. This lostness? Do other people feel this? Do other people live with this?A tremor as Alex ran past the point where he’d found Richard.
