Chapter 14
As the wind and the storm echoed through the house, a feeling of the power and fury of Mother Nature went through Mark—along with a feeling that the worst was yet to come.
Jay was on the sofa in the living room. The candles in the kitchen cut through the darkness, and Billy Jo had just covered the boy with one of the quilts from their room. Chris was having a heart to heart with J.D., Danny, and Evie, filling them in on the scene Mark still needed to go back to. He was more relieved than he could have explained that Chris was the one telling the family about the horrors they had seen.
“So what are you planning on doing with the boy?”
Mark hadn’t heard his dad walk up. Jed rested his hand on the corner of the wall, and his mom was there too. Rose, meanwhile, was carrying anot
