Josie POV
I set Charlotte’s story book aside and pulled the blanket to her chest. Thunder clapped outside. It threatened to be a long, stormy night.
“I want another story,” Charlotte begged.
“I’ve read you two already. It’s time to go to bed,” I said.
She frowned. “I’m not sleepy.”
Lightning flashed and cut into the bedroom. I jumped, clutching my chest as my heart rumbled in my chest. Charlotte didn’t even flinch.
“Aren’t you scared?” I asked.
She shook her head. “I want chocolate milk.”
I hurried to the curtains as rain hit the window. The front yard was empty and illuminated by the floodlights. Charlotte’s room had a view of the driveway and the acres of green grass that stretched on for miles. However, the floodlights didn’t light up the entire yard; there were dark shadows t
