November 28, 2013

The Window

She stared back at the window where she'd seen the guy in the old-fashioned top hat. Had it been hee inagination? The house had been empty, hadn't it?

"Come on!" Cale was tugging at her hand, his determination morefromfear than bravery. It was one of the many things she'd noticed about him over the past couple of months.

She felt his hand slip out of hers and then he announced, "Fine , I'm out of here!"

She let out a heavy sigh, then turned back toward the window. The guy in the old-fashioned top hat stared back at her.