Chapter 14
The casing around Dylan’s phone creaked the more he squeezed it. He stared at the screen, willing a call to bring it to life. The tenth chime of the grandfather clock rang before falling silent. It did little to ease the horrific thoughts rolling through his mind.
After three hours with no word from Heaven or Layne, he couldn’t help but think the worst. Adalyn wasn’t helping. Every minute she blocked his connection with Heaven increased his anxiety. She only did so when something upset her mother.
Dylan’s chest constricted. He leaned against the bench by the bay window and gazed toward the doorway, then the chair. His mom occupied the seat, but he wasn’t looking at her as much as the bundle in her arms.
Adalyn’s eyes remained closed. Her breathing was normal, but her energy
