Chapter 15A loud clank woke Allison from a deep sleep. Her eyes fluttered open in the late afternoon sunshine and she shook her head, feeling groggy. Melissa still snoozed beside her, more trusting now, after several months of stability.
If only adults could heal as quickly as children do, she thought ruefully. It seems like Wesley's wariness is rubbing off on me, rather than the other way around. I knew it wouldn't be fast or easy, but I expected things to be a bit better by now. Instead, we seem to be at a stalemate—no animosity, but also no progress. I wonder if Cody can offer any insight.
Soft clinking sounds echoed through the house in an irregular rhythm. What on earth is that? It sounds like someone is inside. Dear Lord, are we being robbed? Have the train robbers come to my house
