“You shouldn’t have come, Grant. Now we’re all in danger.” Just then, a black car pulled up behind us, and my daughter screamed…

the tinted glass. “We are genuinely going to reside in this fortress?” she gasped. “It resembles a royal palace.”

“It is merely a structure,” I corrected gently. “It only becomes a home today, because you and your mother are finally occupying it.”

Lena navigated the entryway with cautious, deliberate steps, leaning heavily against my shoulder. The cavernous continue reading …