“You said I should tell you if anyone ever asked questions about the jacket,” the old man said to whoever stood inside.
Sarah peeked carefully around the tree trunk.
When she saw who was standing in that doorway, her knees nearly gave out beneath her.
“Daniel!” she gasped.
Her son looked directly at her, his eyes widening with shock.
For one brief second, his face showed pure joy at seeing his mother.
Then fear replaced everything else.
A shadow moved behind Daniel in the darkened house.
Daniel glanced nervously over his shoulder.
Then he did the absolute last thing Sarah ever expected.
He ran.
