I Couldn’t Remember Hearing Anyone Come Back Upstairs

Maybe they had moved.

Families moved all the time.

I almost convinced myself that explanation made sense…

…until another message appeared.

Call me. Don’t let anyone hear you.

My fingers suddenly felt clumsy.

I slipped out of bed, stepped quietly into the hallway, and pressed call.

Dylan answered before the first ring finished.

“Natalie?”

“I’m here.”

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