TWENTY-FIVE
“I pulled up directly in front of the stone flight and leapt out of the car. I paused for a moment and looked up. There, at one of the upper windows, I could see a faint silhouette. Somehow, I knew that it was Amy, waiting for my return. I took the steps two at a time, and as I reached the front door and found that it was locked, a strange sense of comfort washed over me. Perhaps Jenifer was not inside after all. Maybe I had left the lights on by mistake when I left that morning, or Jarrow had somehow set the generator to kick-start at a certain time so that I would not return in darkness.
“My feelings of trepidation began to slip away as I considered the fact that perhaps it was not Jenifer inside, after all. In fact, the more that I thought about it, the more likely it seem
